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« on: Mar 07, 2013 11:55 AM »


A still extremely beautiful article by Hamza Yusuf on reflections of Spring.


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Making the Quran the Spring of Our Hearts


As the world turns and seasons change,
our lives move inexorably toward their
fated ends. Our minutes become hours,
our hours days, our days weeks, our
weeks years, and our years make up the
totality of our lives. In these days of great
imbalance, we are in greater need of
connecting to the natural order that
surrounds us. Each planet knows its course
and each tree its cycle: “And the stars and
the trees submit in prostration.” The stars
ornament the sky, and the trees the earth,
and between the two realms resides man
who is made up of both terrestrial and celestial
elements, spiritual and bodily, willful and
appetitive, angelic and bestial, light and dark.
Each resides in us, at times compelling us to
wrongs, and at others to rights. In these latter
days, it appears as if the bestial aspect of our
natures is waxing, and the spiritual is waning.
Wordsworth reminded us of this when he wrote:

The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!



In spite of the insanity of this country’s
recent attacks on Iraq that began on March
20th, 2003, the next day the sun crossed
the equator on its apparent path North to
initiate a new Spring. That evening, I went
out and gazed up at old Orion, known to the
Iraqis as al-Jabbar, and sure enough, there
he was in all his glory, right where I expected
him to be. The trees outside my home were
blooming, and nature’s order was so palpable,
I realized that no matter how disorderly man
becomes, God’s order in His Divine creation is
there to constantly remind us: “Come back,
come back, a thousand times come back.”

Birth, growth, maturity, decay, and death:
these are the cycles we see around us,
and these are our own reality. We too are
part of nature, and it is our task to comply
with the laws of nature and nature’s God.
This is submission, what we call Islam. It is
not a sociological category of creedal belief
that deter-mines how we are to be classified
nor a culture or civilization – although those
elements are invariably there. It is a state of
being.

We were in that state so perfectly when we
were children. We knew just what to do at
each stage. We knew just what to do in our
mothers’ wombs: as each stage progressed,
our cells fulfilled their destinies becoming
the organs and structures they were meant
to be. We knew when to leave the womb, and
we came into the world effortlessly, latching
onto our mothers’ breast. We never overate
but knew when we were satiated. We knew
when to take our first steps, to walk, to run,
to imagine, to play. We were following the
natural order of childhood.

Then, a strange event occurs – not so sud-
denly but over time. We begin to learn how
not to be ourselves but to be what our socie-
ty expects of us. We lose that state of
submission to our true nature, which is
servitude to our Lord, Cherisher, and
Sustainer; we begin to transgress. We learn
to lie; we learn to say the opposite of what we
think, feel, or believe. This new state is not
arrived at effortlessly but with much pain
and sorrow. Our thoughts are troubled, our
actions are heavy, and our states laden with
cares that are not our own.

“If you truly believed,” said our Prophet,
peace and blessings be upon him, “you
would go out in the morning likes birds,
hungry and return in the evening filled.”
Effortless is the bird’s movement towards its
predetermined sustenance, and without
anxiety it seeks it. The bird is in submission.
The trees that provide the bird’s home are
in submission. The worm that becomes its
dinner is in submission – each fulfilling its
function, its purpose; each taking its place
in the grand scheme of things. Only man is
the odd one out, and we are the ones who
suffer as we squander our energies on pur-
suits not suited to our souls, on desires not
healthful for our natures, on thoughts not
conducive to our salvation.

Spring is here gently reminding those
willing to listen: “Come back, come back, a
thousand times come back.”
Our Prophet,
peace be upon him said, “O Allah make the
Quran the Spring of my heart.”
What a glori-
ous request! If indeed the Quran was the
Spring of our hearts, our hearts would be in
bloom always with the freshness of nature’s
newness and nature’s order: the green that
cools our eyes, the fragrances that perfume
our scent, the fruits that delight our taste
and nurture our bodies, and the flowers
that remind us of life’s bounty and delicacy.

The Quran should be the Spring of our
hearts, and our Lord can make it so. Let the
Spring of this season renew you once again.
Let your return be to your Lord once again.
Just as Spring has returned, let us return.
Just as Spring has brought life to countless
fields and innumerable flowers, let our
hearts come back to life.

May this Spring renew our hearts and our
commitment to grace the world with states
of submission and gratitude, peace and
prosperity. May this Spring bring forth in us
a desire to dedicate our lives to working
toward the changes in ourselves that we
demand of our leaders and our societies.
May we be people of charity and concern for
others. May God grant us victory over our
real enemies: pride, envy, covetousness,
spiritual sloth, wrath, gluttony, and lust. In
conquering those, we are prepared to con-
quer the forces in the world that threaten
humanity’s well-being. In submitting to our
real enemies, we become easy prey to the
forces that result in our own submission to
their means of occupation. Please pray for
our brothers and sisters in the Middle East,
who have so long suffered, that light may
come soon to that region. We, like our
beloved Prophet, peace be upon him,
before us pray: “God forgive our people, for
they know not what they do.
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« Reply #1 on: Mar 07, 2013 02:59 PM »

A great article mashaAllah!
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