Don’t grieve at the stab.
It’s only meant to free you.
From the chains that bind you to the earth
and shackle you to the shadows of people.
The mirage of water cannot quench.
But is so beautiful to the thirsty.
I’m afraid. Of never knowing another life.
Different. So different.
If I let go, will You take me higher?
Above grief, want, loss.
Above all that I’ve ever known.
Take me higher. Unbind me from the earth.
Like a vaccine, it sickens, to make you stronger.
The stab is temporary. The freedom, eternal.
About the author
Yasmin Mogahed
Yasmin Mogahed received her B.S. Degree in Psychology and her Masters in Journalism and Mass Communications from the University of Wisconsin-Madison. After completing her graduate work, she taught Islamic Studies and served as the Sisters’ Youth Director for the Islamic Society of Milwaukee. She also worked as a writing instructor for Cardinal Stritch University, and a staff columnist for the Islam section of InFocus News. Currently she’s an independent media consultant and a writer for the Huffington Post, where she focuses most of her work on spiritual and personal development. Her written works, including a book chapter on the portrayal of Islam post-911, have appeared in print and online publications worldwide.
Wow MashaAllah. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful..
May Allah swt strengthen our souls.
This is AMAZING! Mashallah! You captured the essense of dunya and akira so beautifully. May all of our hearts be purified and may we strive in the way of Allah tala always.
beautiful mashAllah. Excuse my lack of sophistication =) so the poem is about death?
alaa 😀 (Superb) Masha’Allah!
Love the ending.
The stab is temporary. The freedom, eternal.
very cool. i don’t understand it exactly, i was wondering if you could decipher it a little. like, what exactly is the ‘stab’? thanks.
Stab= Metaphore for Life
Anything that hurts us in this life.
mashallah, this is a beautiful allegory. I’ve also read a number of your other articles which seem to be poignant and tactful (and as far as I humbly know without being a scholar, ring spiritually appropriate). If your aspirations lead you to continue to write, then God bless on your journey.
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masha’allah love this
being poor and dumb hurts me ,and family and social
problems
(at lest thats the way i put it)
i wasnt gifted with knowledge instead tested without it some people i know are so consumed by getting an A* and dont realise its a gift to understand school
It held my breath:’) you asked what a Momin asks for, MashAllah :’) It’s more than beautiful! 🙂
Thanks for the poet,the poem really enlighten me up.
you end it beautifully, mashae’Allah 🙂