Like a Flower

“Be like the flower that gives fragrance to even the hands that crushes it” Imam Ali (RA)

How beautiful & touching such words of wisdom, I pray that they inspire us all…. Ameen. I was inspired to write a poem about this word of wisdom and I want to share with you all.

I hope you enjoy reading it!


Bismillah....

Like a flower I am rich, filled with beauty
How can I not be
When Allah created me.
Vibrant in colours
My petals of diversity
Similarities & differences
All in this small package of complexity.

Like a flower I am delicate
So easily effected
By what surrounds me
Forgetting & hiding my fragility
I stand so confident to fool those around me.
Even I when energised sometimes blindly or rather naively
Try reach for the sky
But then I stop & open my eyes, & ask ‘dear Amira, why?’?
So then I laugh & cry.

Like a flower I long to inhale Thee
Like the sun shinning upon me
Feeding & nourishing, recharging & growing me
What would I do without He?
I dare not even ask me
Such merciful rain,
He showers upon me
How can I ever thank Thee?
I lower my head & repent sincerely
Between me & Him it is truly openly
No hidden insecurity or hidden actions
Of my imperfection
He knows all my wrong reactions.
Yet He continuously provides much for this weak me.

I shine my beauty upon all who meets me
Entering my life I gladly embrace whoever they be
Sharing this light my Lord gave to me.
Like the flower I enjoyingly depend on He
My source of light
No I could never live without He
His ray of light
Fuels me
Please Ya Allah, do always continue to shines upon me.

Like the flower I shrivel when darkness overtakes me.
Glad that those passing cannot see me.
Hiding in my weakness I cry in silence but only so He could see me.
Distracted by the enjoyment of the light, I forget darkness always follows next.
But I try to see beyond, knowing there is a purpose for it all & Allah knows best.
So then I am ready for what is next.
And then once again after darkness light always follows next.

Like the flower I cannot ever loose faith
Knowing there is a rhythm with each flowing session
Which are much needed for many reasons
Even when the feeling may not be pleasant
I know I have to patiently wait
For spring & summer, so beautifully I blossom & yes it is never late.
So strongly I carry this faith
I know I could never give up for whatever reason.

Like the flower I give off my fragrance
Such sweetness, smelt even from a distance
But only to those who open their senses
But it is there for even those unaware
Even the hands that crushes me
As it is he Imam Ali (RA) who inspired me.