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Don’t ever forget

Come, listen, sit close to me.


 


 I would have loved so much to tell you stories.  To make you forget or to remind you. Stories of women and men who are searching, who are wounded, who are lost. Who find their quest.


 


 I’m asking you, come sit down.


 


Look in the distance, in my direction. Over there, far away.  Do you see the sun ?  Could you guess the rain of its rays offering up so much warmth without ever drying up the tears ?  Teach me.  Teach me to teach you .


 


 I am asking you.   


 


 Don’t say anything. You don’t need to say anything. Say to me. Your silence, your glance, your light.  Is it true ?  He speaks to you ?  Do you hear Him ?  Do you see His signs ?  Do you understand them ?  Always ?  You see, my questions speak for you. I like your answers. I like your presence. You speak of me to Him, don’t you ? You pray ? For me ?


 


 Come close, please. 


 


 I am learning, you know. Appearances can be misleading.  Really. Really, really ! Do you remember the hermit who came back to the source of his quest ?  Am I already on my way ?  Are you on my road ?  Tell me…do you have a way, a path, a road, a track ?  Do you hear me ?


 


 There, come very very close. 


 


You are a gift. So beautiful a gift.  A sign. On my path.  Look over there, look at me.  Are we two ?  We are two, we are to God.  I told you a story; I spoke to you about the sun, of its warmth.  I spoke to you about love. I am learning.  It is difficult.  You are there, I like your presence.  Please, look over there, in the distance. Come close, listen to me. 


 


 I love you. 


 


 Don’t ever forget. 


 

11 commentaires - “Don’t ever forget”

  1. May be this person will not forget. But love is like a plant. It requires regular watering with attention, needs periodical fertilizing with tenderness, occasional pruning in solitude and distance of the beloved, and frequent reassurance and reminding…as you said in another text: “the Humans do not like anything as much as they like to receive words of tenderness, brotherhood, friendship and love”. Thank you, br.Tariq, for sharing with us from you heart words that go to the heart.

  2. brother Tariq, I love reading these pieces you write – they speak to my heart and i beleive the hearts of many. your sincerity is truly beautiful – May Allah (swt) protect you and keep you in His Light, always.

  3. Today, I could not believe what Irshad Manji doing to Islam,exactly like a cancer in heart of Islam and I was deeply sad.After reading this article I again feel love,peace and strength in my way to better underestanding of Islam.I feel the warmth of the sun and I try to go toward that.May allah bless you professor,Inshallah.

  4. Alhamdullilah! To love each other for the sake of Allah (subhanahu wa tala) is the greatest thing we can do for each other. I love to read these articles and writings of brother Tariq, they are inspiring, mashaAllah.

  5. Dear sir,
    I saw you this morning on the Dutch television. The way you talk, think and analyzes the Islamofobie(so we call it in Dutch) and explaining the four C’s.
    I am born in Surinam and work and live for 36 years in Holland. As my mother is Jewish and my father a Moslim must be the proof that love goes father than manhood can think.
    As a woman (56 years old) I travel this year to Luxor – Egypt. And for the first time in my life some one told me not to mention that my mother is Jewish. It hurts eventhough I can understand the warning of my new friend.
    That all leads me to your site. I enjoy reading your articles and the way you express love in general.
    I hope to visit your site more often eventhough my English writing is not perfect, I can understand a lot better.
    Wish you all the best.
    Milly-Antoinet
    Holland – Rotterdam
    http://blog.seniorennet.be/promnesia/

  6. From Spain we spread love and support for ‘Don’ Tariq R. and his ideals which are ours too…D’ont ever forget…Just Remember..You and all your team are the best. see you soon in Spain..Ahmed Madrid. Hasta muy ponto.

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