In Praise Of Nobility (Sixteen) Poem by Rubaba Mmahajia Rahma Sabtiu

When an old woman her love sings
Reciting these beautiful lines of poetry
Lines that make the ‘Ameer cry
Lines that hoped for a union with the beloved
The beloved of Allah, the beloved of an old woman
He was a man, one like no other
He was a man, dearest to all after Allah
He was a man, sweet like honey
He was a man, the best of examples
A man, noble, humble, an epitome of modesty
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
Shall I tell you about the child?
One who his elders will not allow a drink first
For it was one from the hands of the noble one
Have you heard of that man?
One who the praised one's cloak requested
That new cloak that was a gift
But to him the blessed one had given it
Of course, such was him, ever giving
How could he? The companions had lamented
Yet how could they ever understand?
He only yearned from the blessed body a shroud
A shroud for his dead body when it came
They loved him! They did! They really did!
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
Shall I tell you about that blind man?
The one whom his blindness prayed for
The noble soul was finally gone
No one, nothing, did he ever wish to see again
How could they live without seeing this beauty?
All they had loved was the sight of this nobility
All they had loved was the touch of this nobility
All they had loved was the company of this nobility
Sorrow then had engulfed them
The noble soul was finally gone
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
Shall I tell you about yet another man?
The possessor of that melodious voice
That voice that had rang the success call
Hayyaa ‘alal sualaat! Hayyaa ‘alal falah!
But this voice had gone shut
Never to sound again except in tears
How could he, Bilal radiyal Laahu anhu?
How could he possibly make that call again?
Where was his beloved whom he loved to see?
The noble soul was finally gone
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain
This is the nobility about which I sing
This is the nobility I live to praise
This is the nobility whose love drunken me
This is the nobility I wish to see
This is the nobility I pray to touch
Salaam and Rahma upon him should rain

RMRS (July,2014, Ramadaan Sixteen)

A poem each day of Ramadaan in praise of the Rasuulul Laah suallal Laahu alayhi wa sallam entitled: IN PRAISE OF NOBILITY