I Can't Explain You

This poem is written by Aaron Haroon Sellars, which Syekh Khalil Moore recited during his lecture at Singapore Post.

Aaron Haroon Sellers wrote this poem from his heart...

Syekh Khalil Moore recited this poem from his heart...

And I, the listener, cried and I can feel our beloved prophet, Rasulullah's (s.a.w) love for us, but what have I done to return his love? Was my selawat for him enough to return his love?


I Can’t Explain you! (Oh Messenger of God)

I could not write about you
For fear
Fear of your presence
And fear of
My hearts' brittleness
That I might die
In this pursuit
Yet wishing to die
In this state of intoxicated love
This is the conflict within me
Language cannot explain
Except the language of tears and laughter
Even the molecules of my body
Shake and tremble
With awe and excitement!

I just can't explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can't explain you!

Sometimes I forget
To say "Prophet" before your name
Not from heedlessness
But from desirous haste
To just say your name!
Muhammad, Muhammad, Muhammad!

I just can't explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can't explain you!

Oh the mystery of how
You have captured my heart
As a Christian
I loved the Prophets before you
But with you
I get them all!
I can love
Abraham, Moses and Jesus
Just by loving you!
Without this love
Your nation falls
With it
They are purified and irresistible!
Let those who
Possess this love
Not be stingy
Take it to the marketplace!
The workplace
And especially the home

It's hard to explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can't explain you!

Seeing the land of your life
causes some to live
And seeing your grave
Causes some to die
Nothing is more difficult
Than you
In my youth
I have written easily
My love for many
But when I encountered you
The translator of my heart
Fell mute
Lost in inexplicable wonder!

That is hard to explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can't explain you!

You sacrificed for me
Before I was even born
How should I thank you
As I now walk upon the earth?
My heart holds your love
My tongue sends you blessings
But it is my limbs
That often fall short
All this controversy about you
A proof of the veil
On your enemies hearts
And a proof against those
Who only follow you with words
But don't turn your face from me
As I reach for a drink
From your soft hands

Because it's hard to explain!
Oh Messenger of God!
I can't explain you!


Masya'Allah.....


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