In the Name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
The Arrows of Zuhd
"And there is a type of man who gives his life
to earn the pleasure of Allah. And Allah is full
of kindness to His servants." (Qur'an, 2:207).
Praise He who made the Zaahid’s arrows,
Adept in piercing idols and Pharaohs,
And grant peace on the one with virtues unmatched:
Who was offered the world, and remained unattached,
Amongst His creation, none can compete,
With him, for one's love whose faith is complete,
While some sell their souls for a paltry price,
For others, Allah and His Messenger suffice.
Not even their own selves they prefer,
To Allah and His Prophet they always defer,
FOR the beloved, there ARE no amounts,
The enraptured in love will refuse to renounce,
Like the Companions did for Khaleelur-Rahmaan
So such was the case with Ibn Sinaan,
Held prisoner - prevented from making migration,
Yearning - enduring throughout separation,
Then escaping, across the dessert sand,
Pursued by Iblees and his treacherous band.
That day, on the hill, looking back and forth,
His wealth to the south - Mukhtaar to the north,
Aiming zuhd’s arrow - at the dunya's fetter,
Letting go for Allah: Who gives that which is better.
And when he felt weary, continuing forward,
Thoughts of YaaSeen , urged him on northward,
Reuniting with TaHa: trustworthy and truthful
Who then said, "...Abu Yahya, your transaction's been fruitful..."
Some sell their souls - for a paltry price,
For others, Allah and His Messenger suffice,
May blessings enfold the Prophet's tomb,
And may Allah be pleased with Suhayb ar-Rûm.
Composed by Irshaad Ahmad Rashid
Rabi al Awwal 1433 – Toronto, Canada