Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Black Positively

I dreamt last night while asleep restlessly,
Of a painting I had painted, apparently.
Blackness overpowered a layered background,
The kind a nyctophilic would be around,
Like heavy rain on a dark, black night,
The calligraphic 'Allah' glowed in white,
And unseen symbols scattered around,
Of beige, off- white and lapis ground.

The emotions felt were of immense relief,

That Allah is present in the darkest grief,
That unknown beings are sent to guide,
Light forms, Dakini, positive minds.

Dark negatives and imagined scenes,

Are the 'Sharri waswaasi khannaas'* it seems,
Veils of lies cast upon
a vulnerable mind trying to hang on,
Not giving in, fighting on, climbing up and moving on.

Black it was before He said 'Be',

Black, the shroud of all mystery,
Black, the source of the colours of life,
In black He is, the source of light.

*the evil of the whisperings of the slinking (Shaitan).

(Qur'an, Surah An-Nas, Verse 4)

~Ambereena Razvi