‘Tis the season… of worship, of course.
In honour of the blessed month of Rajab, here are two of the beautiful supplications from the treasure trove of the Ahlul Bayt (AS), inadequately rendered into English poetry.
May the Almighty accept all of the good deeds performed for His sake during this holy month.
I wrote this poem almost ten years ago. It never really made it out into the world until now, but I never truly forgot about it. It’s a small tribute to Imam Husayn (‘a) and his sacrifices in Karbala.
(I wrote this poem as part of a class assignment back in 2022. The topic was how the knowledge itself that “God judges us based on our efforts” can result in many different kinds of effects. I liked the poem so I decided to post it here.)
The scholar stood up for his speech
And gazed at those he’d come to teach.
From every walk of life they came,
But the words they’d hear would be the same.
How could one message cater all,
The rich, the poor, the big, the small?
He paused, and chose his words with care,
Addressing those assembled there.
Would he, when preaching their belief,
Be long and flowy, or keep it brief?
Judiciously, he chose the latter,
And spoke three words: