Rochdi

‎"I wish I could crawl to the Masjid" This is what might be the thought of a disabled Muslim whose infirmity prevents him from going to the Masjid! How often do you walk to the Masjid?

From the darkness of my weakness, To the strength of His Light! Need to see; Need to recover the sight! From the darkness of my weakness, To the strength of His Light! Great decisions I have to make! A whole foundation I have to shake! From the darkness of my weakness, To the strength of His Light! A trip, I have to make! A path, I have to take! From the darkness of my weakness, To the strength of His Light! Against my fears I have to fight! From the darkness of my weakness, To the strength of His Light! Come with me! Let’s enjoy the supplications of the night! Rochdi Bouille

I was brought up in a world; dismantling heads and shattering hearts! I was brought up in a world; assassinating fairness and murdering justice! I was brought up in a world where the eyes are deprived of sight and the ears deaf to human despair! My world is not a fictitious one, my world is yours and mine! My world needs light, desperately! My world cannot go on with all these blemish scenes; my world needs light, desperately! My world is governed by mischievous plots and devilish schemes! My world is the ceiling of nightmares and bad dreams! My world is eaten up by acidic waves! My world is not a fictitious one...no, my world is yours and mine! My world needs light...yes, desperately! Rochdi Bouille

Ma Sha'a Allah! Beautiful post! Jazaki Allah Khayer for sharing.

It’s a secret that nobody knows, And I’m sharing it with you! It’s like the soothing breeze, And it glitters like morning dew! It’s a secret that nobody knows, And I’m sharing it with you! It’s not easily described, Words always fail! It’s greatly prescribed, For those who got lost on the trail! It’s a secret that nobody knows, It’s a light which let the heart glows! It’s a secret that nobody knows, It’s hidden inside; and it gently grows! It’s a secret that nobody knows, It’s spread -like goosebumps- Invading the being; from head to toes! I dare not call it love! It’s a feeling sent from up above! Rochdi Bouille December 26, 2012

"This is what they said: Tomorrow is the end! This is what they said: We shall all be dead! This is what they said: That yellow sun will turn to a frightening red! This is what they said: The mother will abandon her baby; no, he won't be fed! Explosions will cover the cries and useless tears will be shed! It's true! The end is inevitable! Yet The Hour can never be predictable! It’s only in your head! It’s only in your head!"

His knowledge encompasses our past as well as our present and future. He knows what will be our choice in a specific situation. We were born with that ability to choose between two paths and we are responsible for our choice! We are free! But when It comes to things that go beyond our will and power then, we are just frail and impotent humans unable to decide if the color of the sun will be yellow or red! We don't have a remote control for that application!

"The humbly dressed bearded one looks strange, He is busy; He has his schedule to rearrange. The humbly dressed bearded one looks strange, He sticks to the Sunnah and he swears to never infringe The laws established by"The Mercy to mankind" Prophet and to never change; Except for the good and to remain-In spite of the mocking glances-among the pious range!"

I poured that bottle of milk inside my belly, glad to fill that empty dryness felt through hunger and thirst! But then I started to wonder, how do we manage to fill the invisible side in us and where do we pour our feelings? These imperceptible emotions, where do they go? How is it possible for us to use the invisible and to mould it into sighing and tears? It’s so easy to pour water and to fill the cup, the physical is tangibly real and palpable, we see it and we touch it! But is this also true when it comes to feelings? Are we able to see them? Can we –for instance– touch sadness? What color does it have? Can we see it? Everybody knows that we can’t! Yet we FEEL it and we KNOW that it is there! Inside! And what goes for sadness goes for all the other Invisible emotions! We know that they exist! We feel the joy and we are submerged by love! Invisible thoughts are also piercing our minds. We seem to deal with both the physical and the mental and between them the spiritual tries to find his way to our modest understanding! We mutter an excuse and hide “Regret”! Where? How? It’s all inside! An Invisible world whose existence is vehemently denied by Cartesian thinkers endowed with stubborn blinkers! Aaaaaaah! Alllaaaaah!

"Faith is that divinely fashioned telescope through which we manage to perceive the Invisible!"

"Love was first taught to me, through the eyes of my Mother!"

Subhaan Al Kareem!

Nothing!

Silence and humility were sitting there; at the threshold of knowledge!

I saw a road leading up, To the elevated cloud. I wondered if, once there, Of my deeds; I'll be proud!

He doesn't need our Sujud, He doesn't need our Ruku'u; We need Him...let's give Salah its deserved Khushu'u!

Ma Sha'a Allah! "When darkness is a friend and light is a sketch"

Very Enlightening, Jazaki Allah Khayer.

He came to see me, he heard that I was sick: - "How are you?" - "Alhamdulillah! I feel better!" - "What is it? Can you tell me? You're getting so pale and...so thin!" - "No, Alhamdulillah! it's nothing! It's just My Beloved...trying to erase some of my sins!"

You can't be a light for others if obscurity prevails in your heart!

How can you put light aside? How can you live in the dark anew? You can't deny it, no you can't hide! Allah; The Almighty made you! How can you put light aside? How can you live in the dark anew? Look inside! ...Allah is within you! Rochdi Bouille December 8, 2012

He who gives his heart to His Lord will never be disappointed!

On the path of Allah, Human words lose their significance. On the path of Allah, Every heart-beat is a remembrance. On the path of Allah, Every second is a blessing And every breath is a heavenly fragrance. On the path of Allah, No body will shake; No legs will tremble! On the path of Allah, No love-knotted link Will break, And no separation-sigh Will dilacerate the heart of the humble! Give glad tidings to the patients; Make room for the lovers! Share smiles from indescribable flowers, On the path of Allah, Every surprise is good; Even if it cannot be easily understood! Rochdi Bouille December 7, 2012

We are afraid of surveillance cameras but we are not afraid of He who sees every atom of a minute grain of sand in the dark depths of the sea!

O son of Adam! Do not get near That tree! Do not yield To that blind desire! Do not listen to shaytaan! He is your Enemy; The most deceitful liar! Be stronger than him! Silence those whispers! Put out that internally growing fire! O son of Adam! On the lowest of the low, You still walk arrogantly; Living a life full of sin dire! Don’t you miss That place? The blessed abode higher? You forgot your Allah And with your own hands, Made gods that you start to worship And to vehemently admire! O son of Adam! Do not get near That tree! Do not yield To that blind desire! Do not listen to shaytaan! He is your Enemy; The most deceitful liar! Be stronger than him! Silence those whispers! Put out that internally growing fire! O son of Adam! When will you open your eyes? When will you realize, That the Enemy loves to see you Sinking, Slowly; In the cursed mire? Rochdi Bouille May 29, 2012