The Balcony
by Azly Rahman
the past seems so far yet so near
the future seem so distant yet it is here
as i close my eyes and call upon the ones so dear,
to meet me in Time that has collapsed entire
as i look down below from way above yonder
sharing my blessings with those in need ...
with those in conditions dire
-- Amen
I had asked you once
if your suffering is a bed of nails of a joy unfathomed
if your sorrows are a pathway of thorns you traversed unscatched
you were silent
I could see the pain in your eyes
The window to the inner you shattered a million times
Your screams only the inner world in you could hear
You were silent
I had asked you not once but many times
To bless thy cells and each and every atoms in your body
To speak to every single vein
To breathe life into each breath
To close your eyes and stare at the finiteness in you
until it explodes into infiniteness
You were silent
You have not understood
What your silence means
What you shall worship
and where you shall direct your offerings
Unlike any other worships you have seen
I had asked you to do these
Not once, but many times
You were silent
Though you worship … still
In your suffering
Times that I look down yonder below
from my balcony of hope
and of love, and deliverance
I had asked many souls
Of what it means to read and read
in the name of this or that …
I had asked walls and stones and rivers and forests , even
Where does one begin to read the self entire and see
where the story begins
Where the conflict arises
Where the climax arises
Where it reaches multiple heights
Where is all gradually find meanings … unfolding
Where it will all end
Where it will begin .. in a different realm
I had asked many
to read oneself
like a scripture wide open
As wide as the vastness
of a merciful ocean
But read many cannot
Illiterate they have become
Closed is the book of life
when kingdom comes
Shall I then conclude our conversation by this:
Unto you your readings
Unto mine is my understanding
-Amen
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Friday, May 06, 2011
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Assalamualaykum...
what's the meaning of Amen in 'The Balcony'? Is it ameeeen like the muslim prayer usually do? If it so, u cannot use the term Amen as it is similar to the Christian prayer in church.
Wallahu'alam
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