By Athar Mudasir
The heavens danced on your arrival.
Birds viped elephants.
Palaces shock and crack.
A radiant light descends in the middle of earth.
Thy presence brought abundance wherever it resided.
A revelation, a message divine,
Arrived on his shoulders,
From the heavens above, a celestial sign.
With courage and faith, he spread the decree,
Undeterred by trials, steadfast and free.
In Mecca’s heart, a city carving stones,
Muhammad was born, the final prophet known.
A merchant of truth, with a heart pure and bright,
Guiding the lost from darkness to light.
To Medina he traveled, the city of peace,
Where Islam would flourish, its blessings increase.
A community united, believers as one,
Building a nation, where justice would be done.
A battle of faith, a test of their will,
At Badr they triumphed, their spirits to fill.
A victory for Islam, a sign from above,
Strengthening their belief and their unwavering love.
A journey to Jerusalem, a vision profound,
A meeting with prophets from all lands around.
A celestial ascent, a testament to his might,
A beacon of hope, illuminating the night.
A life well-lived, a legacy fully told,
The prophet of Islam, a story to uphold.
His teachings, a guide for all time,
Inspiring the faithful, a beacon divine.
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