Art (Allah, God in Arabic Calligraphy) by fahdi
This month is more than
the battles carving into
slackened vessels,
more than barren articulators
resisting behind restraining gates
It is not enough to
stretch blankets towards bereft
reach
the pillars established
many grains ago
curtains fell from the heavens
and from it we emerge
and restrain
all year long – on guard -
and with gifts
we languish in the curtains
without unveiling
what is behind
towards Mercy
we hesitate
closing doors with food, words charities
settling in realms lower than sky
taking journeys to the known
instead of Unknown.
Atoms anchor to the source
why satisfy the temporary
when Eternity is on Throne
every prayer receiving entrance
hands reach into the sky
where words are impotent
so do not falter to the base
for gravity is exempt
Mercy is waiting only for one
plea, one hand meeting another
for there is more than
battles with the outer garment
we wear,
this is the curtain
we pray to unveil.
