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Sometimes I stop to reflect, To reflect upon the persona of the greatest man that walked this Earth. You may have heard many things about him, Yet how much of […]

Sometimes I stop to reflect,

To reflect upon the persona of the greatest man that walked this Earth.

You may have heard many things about him,

Yet how much of it is the truth?

I want you to join me as we travel through the life,

Of a real man, called Muhammad.

He is my hero,

A shining example for you and I,

Let’s be inspired,

As we experience his life together.

Let me start you off with his childhood,

He was unique from all the other kids,

Blessed, clever, intelligent,

And already so wise.

He was unlike the rest,

He was a child, who attempted to do what was best,

Helping his uncle in trade,

An upright character of high morale and honesty.

As a young man he would herd the sheep,

Reflecting upon the creation,

Surely there must be a Creator –

Of such detail and complexity?

Manhood brought him experience after experience,

He was a man of truth, knowledge and special understanding.

Meditating in the cave,

Sad of all the idols they were worshiping!

O, if only they could stop their evils and wrongdoings,

And so he would sit and ponder days after days.

Even before prophet-hood he would help the needy,

A brilliant husband to his wife Khadija,

The best love story you would ever read,

A relationship based on true love and understanding,

A heart full of Mercy; he would withhold ties of kinship,

Never severing,

Care, concern for the people was always a priority.

Iqra! Read, yet he couldn’t read,

But never did he give up,

Persisting through this heavy wahi,

How honoured of a slave he was,

A man chosen to hold the prophecy,

The seal of all prophets,

A mercy for generations to follow.

At Tai’f he bled for this Ummah’s victory,

Preaching the religion of Abraham – private and publicly,

Never harsh, nor cruel nor abusive nor violent!

Rather, kindness, humility, subtle were his qualities,

Tears ran down his face, as he repeats,

“My ummah!” “My ummah!”

He married, for the sake of His Lord,

To support those women,

To treat them as they ought to be treated!

With compassion and beauty,

How they loved him,

a shining husband, father,

How you and I should try to be.

When he died,

How sad felt his community,

Shaking the hearts of many,

The greatest of calamities!

Abu Bakr reminded us that Allah never dies.

So worship Him and Him alone

A slave of Allah,

Whose company was a pleasure to keep,

Returned to his Lord, where he chose to be,

In the highest of companionship.

It doesn’t stop there.

He will come on the day of Judgement,

Interceding with Allah’s permission for you and I,

He will beg Allah to shower his Mercy,

On even those who had an ounce of faith.

Now tell me, why I shouldn’t shed tears,

When i hear their mocking?

And in Allah we put our trust,

May He unite us in Jannah, with all the Prophets, Martyrs and Righteous.

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