English rendering of an Urdu poem by Maulana Ataul Mujeeb Rashed, Imam of the
London Mosque on
the eve of the last ten days
of the holy month of Ramadan
Fortunate are you that you have come sat in this domain
Making the house of the ‘Sovereign of everything’ your very own!
How could He not glance down at you with benefaction?
Now that you have come roosted in His very own house!
So overwhelmed by the ardour of your love for Him are you
Forgotten have you all manner of the love of the world
Put away have you the entire world to one side
As you come sit most humbly at the Noble God’s doorsill
Withdrawn have you from the luxuries of this world
As you lay your bed on the floor of the house of God
Behold! The beatific expression to seek the love of God;
Like a beggar you have settled on the Lord’s door.
Sat down have you on the threshold of that Noble God
From where none ever returns empty handed
Without doubt their fortunes shall shine brilliantly
By means of worship who have livened their nights and days alike!
Every single teardrop that adorns your eyes as you call
I pray that may it receive acceptance in God’s Presence
The arrows of prayer that you aim from your taut bows of
May each arrow reach its target without fail!
May the bestowal of One Who listens to prayers happen so
That your each prayer is granted instant acceptance!