Oh Seal, this is dedicated to you, for you are the final continuation of a Prophet Chain, and fulfilled your duty as Seal of that Chain. With your blessed birthday (Eidul Mawlid) coming up, the least we can do is remember you for your conquering greatness; to remember you as a mercy to the world.
رقت عيناي شوقاً .. ولطيبة ذرفت عشقاً
فأتيت إلى حبيبي .. فاهدأ يا قلب ، ورفقاً
صل على محمد
My eyes are full of longing. And they’ve shed tears due to missing your goodness. So I came to (visit) my beloved. Calm down, my heart, and be gentle! Send salutations upon Muhammad! -Maher Zain
Oh Seal, you became an orphan at age six, but by age 60, you became a conqueror.
Not a conqueror through war per se, although you've won great victories on the battlefield as a last resort of conflict.
You became a conqueror of hearts through love.
With your selfless mercy and unbounding love, you brought God's Light to illuminate humanity from Satan's darkness.
No matter what, you were able to convey The Message: God's Light.
No matter how many times your relatives cursed you and called you crazy, your determination never deterred.
No matter how many times you were violated, beaten up, stoned, and almost lost your life, you stuck to your duty of conveying God’s light; The Message of Divine Love and Peace to all creation.
Such as when an old woman would throw trash on your front door, you would ask God to forgive her.
And when one day there was no trash on your door, you knocked on her door and found her sick and bed-stricken.
And you, with your love and mercy, chose to make her food and take care of her for days till she got better.
Thus, she embraced The Message, through your beautiful divinely-inspired character.
What a great conqueror of hearts you are.
When God Almighty ordered you to spread The Message to the city of Taif, you did so.
You went alone, with sandals and simple clothing in the scorching heat of the Arabian Desert sun just to be stoned and driven out by the people, all because you proclaimed gestures of The Message; of Divine Peace.
And so as you sat down against a rock in the scorching desert, bloodied and bruised, you pondered over Taif, pitying them.
You supplicated to God “Oh Allah to You I complain of my weakness and lack of resources, and my humiliation before mankind. You are the most merciful of those who show mercy. You are the Lord of the weak and You are my Lord. To whom do You entrust me? To someone distant that attacks me? Or to an enemy that You gave him control over my affairs? If you are not angry with me then I do not care, but Your protection is much better and more ample for me. I seek protection in the light of Your face, which illuminates the darkness, and through which all affairs in this life and in the Hereafter become right, may it never that I should incur Your wrath, or that You should be displeased with me. I will appeal to You till You are pleased with me. There is no power, and there is no way except through You!
Who else would’ve been able to emit such a supplication from their hearts but you?
No wonder you were bestowed with The Seal; The Seal of all Prophets.
Oh, what a conqueror you are. What a conqueror of hearts.
Seeing your intense sincerity and love, God ordered the Beloved Gabriel to come down and ask you "Oh Messenger of God, if you wish me to do so, I can smash Taif with those two hills on either side, and they will be wiped off the earth," to which you replied, "No, do not, for maybe their progeny will end up believing."
And sure enough, each of their progeny grew up and believed.
Oh, what a conqueror.
You would invite over your relatives for food and family unity only to be ridiculed and beaten.
But their children could not shy away from your love, and embraced your heart-soothing Message.
For you made everyone feel as if you were their best friend.
You would always give anyone your full attention when they spoke to you.
You would never cease to give gifts to anyone you came across.
You never said no to a wayfarer seeking shelter.
You would always return a gesture of hatred with a gesture of love.
You were known to give the most beautiful smile anyone has ever seen, enumerated with God’s Light from bowing to God every night for His eternal mercy upon all His creation; including your enemies.
When people would wish for your death, you would wish them a long, blessed life.
You transformed a backward society to the most forward society on earth at your time.
You were brought to convey The Message in a society where babies would be buried alive simply because they were gifted with the female gender.
You were brought to convey The Message in a society where women were slaves, animals were beaten, property stolen, and economic monopoly rampant.
And yet, in a few 23 years, you made that society into the most woman-dignifying, animal-caring, property-protecting, and a just-economicly sanctifying society.
Oh Conqueror. Oh Seal.
Where are the self-proclaimed conquerors of history? How far has their bloodshed brought them?
Where are their followers? What happened to the trembling fear they instilled? Where has the violent-conquering darkness led them to?
Can any of them proclaim that they have 2 billion followers willing to follow their character and habits from when they wake up to when they go to sleep like we do for you?
No, they cannot.
For verily, Oh Rasulullah, Oh Muhammad, they are not you.
For they conquered with fear, and you conquered with love; the fuel of the heart.
So much so that we, your followers, enter a place with our right foot, eat with our right hand, sleep on our right side, and wake up with a gracious smile because you would do so.
No wonder God made you The Seal.
The Seal of all Prophets.
The Seal of our Beloveds Abraham, Moses and Jesus.
Oh Rasulullah, you are my Sayyid, my Mawlana, my Beloved.
I am honored to be your brother, for verily I hope to be among those “who have never seen me nor heard me, yet believe in me,” as you once said.
You are my greatest role model, and I aspire to have an ounce of the love you emitted from your heart.
Dear God, you are my witness when I say this, for indeed there is no other way to express what my heart yearns to proclaim: I love Prophet Muhammad. I love him more than I love myself. I proclaim it to the whole world.
Happy Birthday, Oh Rasulullah; Messenger of God.
مولاي صل وسلم دائما ابدا على حبيبك خير الخلق كلهم
محمد سيد الكونين و الثقلين والفريقين من عرب ومن عجم
Oh My Lord! Send salutations and greetings forever upon Your beloved, who is the best of all creations. (The beloved Prophet) Muhammad is the Leader of both worlds and both creations (man and jinn); and of both groups, Arabs and non-Arabs. - Qasidah Burdah Shareef