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Spring is here and my garden is blooming- If your heart has been deaden by winter, revive your faith by pondering on the beauty of our Creator’s art. All the photographs were taken by LF#1 – she’s just nine. MashaAllah. Remembering your creator as you look at his creation- what beautiful way to make dhikr. In Surah 36, Ayat 33: ‘And a sign for them is the way in which we have given life to the earth that is dead: We quickened it and brought forth from it grain, of which they eat’.

Anas ibn Malik reported that the Messenger of Allah said, “When you come upon the meadows of the Garden, graze in them.” He was asked, “What are the meadows of the Garden?” “Circles of remembrance.” he replied. (at-Tirmidhi) When I plant my bulbs or seedlings, I try to constantly have Allah’s name on my lips.  Imagine your Garden in Jannah inshaAllah-


Did you hear that winter’s over? The basil

and the carnations cannot control their laughter.


Yellow Blooms

The nightingale, back from his

wandering, has been made singing master over the birds.

Bird signals advent of spring

The trees reach out their
congratulations. The soul goes dancing

through the king’s doorway. Anemones blush
because they have seen the rose naked.

Lilac bursts

Spring, the only fair judge, walks in the
courtroom, and several December thieves steal

away, Last year’s miracles will soon be

forgotten. New creatures whirl in from non-existence, galaxies scattered around their feet.

Bird of Paradise

Have you met them? Do you hear the

bud of Jesus crooning in the cradle?

Blissful Spring

A single
narcissus flower has been appointed Inspector

of Kingdoms. A feast is set.


Listen: the
wind is pouring wine! Love used to hide

inside images: no more! The orchard hangs
out its lanterns.

Calla Lily-planted with love in 2008

The dead come stumbling by

in shrouds. Nothing can stay bound or be
imprisoned. You say, “End this poem here,

and wait for what’s next.” I will. Poems
are rough notations for the music we are.- Rumi

Spring in my garden

Come to the orchard in spring

There is light and wine

And Sweethearts

In the pomegranate flowers

If you do not come

These do not matter

If you do come

These do not matter


Spring Blossoms

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