Dreams of Mawlid

Verse 1: In a dream so serene, outside the mosque I stood,

Saw a man of faith, writing as he could.

Signing a book of Shariah, with wisdom so grand,

I couldn’t resist, I reached out my hand.

Chorus: Dreams of Mawlid, in the night so bright,

Seeking knowledge, in the holy light.

Books of wisdom, in my hands they lay,

Guiding my soul, in the righteous way.

Verse 2: He asked me why, I desired the book,

I spoke of Shariah, in the past we took.

High matters of faith, in the Prophet’s time,

Now just Fiqh, in this modern climb.

Chorus: Dreams of Mawlid, in the night so bright,

Seeking knowledge, in the holy light.

Books of wisdom, in my hands they lay,

Guiding my soul, in the righteous way.

Bridge: He led me inside, past the carpeted floor,

To the Imam’s place, where books did soar.

Encyclopedias blue, he pulled out four,

Not titled Shariah, but they held much more.

Verse 3: Pages turned, with terms so deep,

Ruh, Islam, in my heart they seep.

I took the books, placed them in my bag,

Left the mosque, with a spirit that lagged.

Chorus: Dreams of Mawlid, in the night so bright,

Seeking knowledge, in the holy light.

Books of wisdom, in my hands they lay,

Guiding my soul, in the righteous way.

Outro: In the dream, a journey so profound,

With books of truth, my soul unbound.

Mawlid’s light, in my heart it stays,

Guiding me through, all my days.