This Complicated World

As long as I'm posting Muslim poets . . .


Who are we in this complicated world?
if we come to sleep we are His drowsy ones.
and if we come to wake we are in His hands.
if we come to weeping, we are His cloud full of raindrops.
and if we come to laughing, we are His lightning in that moment.
if we come to anger and battle, it is the reflection of His wrath.
and if we come to peace and pardon, it is the reflection of His love.
Who are we in this complicated world?

Mathnawi


I find that so many of the great Muslim poets are almost indistinguishable from Christian poets. Occasionaly they give themselves away. Just as the great Jewish philosopher/storytellers are often hard to tell from Christian ones (except for the talent of the Jewish ones).

Seeing this on my (Christian) blog, if I hadn't introduced it as a Muslim poet, would you have automatically known?