Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh,
The Prophets hands …
Silken smooth and soft to touch
Sometimes he needs those hands so much
To feel them clasp his own
Let him know he's not alone
The Prophet's hands
If they could take over the reins
If they could take away the strains
Guide him to the end
With the patience of a friend
Oh Allah! Sometimes he needs the Prophet's hands ….
This is one of the few nasheeds I listen to. Although the lyrics are not great examples of poetry, the feeling behind the words always grips me. The other day I was humming it as I worked in the kitchen. I was tired because of the hard work and strains life does indeed mete out. I was looking for some inspiration, wishing it were true that somehow he صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم could be here to encourage us like he صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم did the sahabah e kiraam. To hear his voice, to feel his guiding presence … ahh! Not ours, at least not yet.
Then like a flash someone said inside me, but you do have something to hold on to, something to guide, something to give you inspiration …
I remembered what Rasulullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم had said,
I have left among you two matters by holding fast to which, you shall never be misguided: the Book of Allah and my Sunnah.
But of course, this would be one of the meanings of this hadith. I left everything I was doing, opened my Quran and read a couple of pages with the meanings. My overwrought heart was soothed and my tired body was calmed and I felt like someone had given me and injection of energy. Happily I went back to work.