arriving in your presence
by the will of your presence
I am present
I know not how to stay present
in your presence
every distraction, a refraction
of your being
you whose presence is present
in all presence
this one pointed presence
an arduous task
for the one in your presence
all present reflect your presence
I’ve lost track of your presence
everywhere you!
very glance you!
dumbfounded
lost in confusion
a life uttering your name
yet not knowing you
how ironic?
Your guest has arrived
not by her will
or even desire
who invited who
why do you seek the presence
of the one who lacks presence
in your very presence
unaware of who is who
please clarify
every gaze you
every voice you
all you
you seeking you
I wonder why your presence
presents its presence
standing
seated
bowing
A H M A D
you appear
to distracted hearts
yearning your presence
through your presence
through all presence
your reality ever present
all in existence by virtue of you
a desire to know your essence
so to access true presence
through your names
teach me you
teach me your names
through your very presence
or these ghazals sung by your
lamentees
infuse on my tongue words
drenched in ecstatic praise
like the qawwals of Hind
inscribe on my heart
the qasaids sung by your lovers
who long for you
a sip of the ilahis
I wouldn’t mind
anything from you
would do
a drop of your blood transfused
to this absentee
would revive her dead heart
a sip from Fatima’s Kausar
would revive this barren soul
in desperation I’ll take anything
from my Leigh lord
the cause of creation
Ya Sahib al Miraj
Ya Khaba Khawsain
all my words a facade
a grand mirage
an attempt to love
the Most Beloved.
