"Say to my friends when they look upon me as dead,
Weeping for me and mourning me in sorrow,
Do not believe that this corpse you see is myself;
In the name of Allah, I tell you, it is not I.
I am a Rooh(soul); this is naught but flesh;
It was my abode and my garment for a time;
I am a treasure by a talisman(ta' weedh) kept hid,
Fashioned of dust which served me as a shrine,
I am a pearl, which has left it's shell deserted;
It was my prison, where I spent my time in grief.
I am a bird, and this body was my cage,
Whence I have now flown forth and it is left behind as a token
Praise be to Allah, Who has now set me free
And prepared for me my place in the highest of the heavens
Until today I was dead, though alive in your midst.
Now I am in birth, with the grave clothes discarded;
Today I hold converse with the saints above.
Now, with no evil between, I see Allah Face to Face;
I look upon the Tablet(Lowhum Mahfooz) and therein I read,
Whatever was and is and all that is to be.
Let my house fall in ruins, lay my cage in the ground,
Cast away the talisman, it's a token no more;
Lay aside my cloak, it was but my outer garment;
Place them all in the grave, let them be forgotten;
I have passed on my way and you are left behind;
Your place of abode was no dwelling place for me;
Think not that death is death, nay it is life,
A life that surpasses all we could dream of here
While in this world. Here we are granted sleep.
Death is but sleep, sleep that shall be prolonged;
Be not afrightened when death draweth nigh;
It is but the departure for this Blessed Home;
Think of the Mercy and Love of your Lord,
Give thanks for His Grace and come without fear.
What I am now, even so shall you be,
For I know that you are even as I am.
The souls of all men came from Allah.
The bodies of all are compounded alike;
Good and evil alike it was ours;
I give you now a message of good cheer;
May Allah's peace and joy forever more be yours."
By: Imam Al Ghazzaali, (Abu Hamid Muhammad Al-Tusi Al Shafii) : 1058-
1111 A.D.
Weeping for me and mourning me in sorrow,
Do not believe that this corpse you see is myself;
In the name of Allah, I tell you, it is not I.
I am a Rooh(soul); this is naught but flesh;
It was my abode and my garment for a time;
I am a treasure by a talisman(ta' weedh) kept hid,
Fashioned of dust which served me as a shrine,
I am a pearl, which has left it's shell deserted;
It was my prison, where I spent my time in grief.
I am a bird, and this body was my cage,
Whence I have now flown forth and it is left behind as a token
Praise be to Allah, Who has now set me free
And prepared for me my place in the highest of the heavens
Until today I was dead, though alive in your midst.
Now I am in birth, with the grave clothes discarded;
Today I hold converse with the saints above.
Now, with no evil between, I see Allah Face to Face;
I look upon the Tablet(Lowhum Mahfooz) and therein I read,
Whatever was and is and all that is to be.
Let my house fall in ruins, lay my cage in the ground,
Cast away the talisman, it's a token no more;
Lay aside my cloak, it was but my outer garment;
Place them all in the grave, let them be forgotten;
I have passed on my way and you are left behind;
Your place of abode was no dwelling place for me;
Think not that death is death, nay it is life,
A life that surpasses all we could dream of here
While in this world. Here we are granted sleep.
Death is but sleep, sleep that shall be prolonged;
Be not afrightened when death draweth nigh;
It is but the departure for this Blessed Home;
Think of the Mercy and Love of your Lord,
Give thanks for His Grace and come without fear.
What I am now, even so shall you be,
For I know that you are even as I am.
The souls of all men came from Allah.
The bodies of all are compounded alike;
Good and evil alike it was ours;
I give you now a message of good cheer;
May Allah's peace and joy forever more be yours."
By: Imam Al Ghazzaali, (Abu Hamid Muhammad Al-Tusi Al Shafii) : 1058-
1111 A.D.
