TAQWACORE WEBZINE

Heavens they say are the dwelling place

Of light that pours out the merciful

Breath in the hour of “Allah is the

Light of the Heavens and the Earth” at

That moment in the presence, the

Her cheek calling out to the Taqwacores.

The meaning Unity glimpsed at the

Turning curls of nonexistence, making

It known that eternal life is found in

The blackness of those curls,

The curls are the mysteries containing

The Seven verses full of luster and

Hidden pearls,

They are hidden because in the down of

Her thousand ways you will find that,

“The similitude of His light is as if there

Were a niche” there, in meadows

Leading to those multitudes ways they

Call Tawhid, you will find them,

Taqwacores, at play with “O ornament

Of my soul, you are the waters that

Those Seven verses reveal containing the

Ocean full of song and the throne of

Lovers in the mansions of presence, full

Of praise from the laughter of “and

Within it a lamp” that those play

Hands hold to reveal the hidden

Treasure that pre-existence bore out

To pre-eternity to be foretold by non-

Existence at the time when the turning

Gaze says “I am the beauty of your

Looking at the crosswalk where ‘the

Lamp encloses in a glass,’”

As the reflecting symbol of the age of

Tawhid found at the panting house

Whose breathless adoring is found in

“The glass as it were a glittering star.”

This is that star that Taqwacore wore

At the standing posture of Quama

When the ink of elementary nature

Flows out to meet the tablet of

Becoming more in the storehouse hidden

Joy where Taqwacores take the posture

Of Ruku making it know the Name

Which is “lit from a blessed tree” that

Is the mother who brought forth the

Fruits of her labor in the roaring light

Of intoxicated lovers born from the

Bewitching beauty that inner

Knowledge brings from an olive tree,

“Neither of the East or of the West”

But that in the posture of Sajdah where

The Seven verses come to witness

From the place of no-where to the act

Of everywhere, where the hand that

Wrote brought the staff of “Whose oil

Is nigh luminous” bringing Alif, Dal, and

Mim showing that in the fire of

Purifying body and soul, Taqwacore is

Adam, moving hearts to sing to

The two steps dance with the friend

Where need containing alloy finds gold

Even “Though no fire touches it.” And

There you will find the glorifying

Breath with the Alif connecting Waw

With Ya to say

It is “Light upon light” that

Taqwacores signal as if from the

Flame, fumed by “Allah guides to his

Light whom he will” to the tune of

La ilaha illa Llah; Muhammadun

Rasulu Llah, not forsaking the Bismillah

Ir-Rahman ir-Rahim in the field house

Of “And Allah strikes similitude for

Men, and Allah has knowledge of

Everything.”