Bismillahir-Rahmanir-Rahim
The Supermoon
In the early hours of an August night The moon was especially full and bright
It was the Sturgeon Moon I came to know And it set my innermost thoughts aglow
Up at its beauty, I so wished to gaze And to its Maker offer thanks and praise
I quickly finished my chores and readings Anticipating the night’s proceedings
Then I prepared some tea and filled my cup And went to the balcony, and looked up There it was, illuminating the sky Its surface seen by the unaided eye
Such brilliance displayed and further-made bold By a clear dark night, a sight to behold
In a joyful bliss, just the moon and I I stared in sweet silence, and hours passed by
I thought, this luminous inspiring light Could move criminals and guide them aright
Its radiance could give life to the hearts Engulfed in the shadows of the dark arts
A vision of this heavenly token Could heal a soul that’s aching and broken
Who else is watching the moon at this time And is thinking, the Lord is so sublime
As I pondered this signpost on the quest It as the night’s host, and I as its guest
I recalled some sacred words I had read In which the Full Moon of Madina ﷺ said,
“You will see your Lord as you see this moon…” The night carried on with I in a swoon
August 2022
Burlington ON, Canada

Photo Credit: Mohammed Khan
A supermoon occurs when a full moon is at its perigee (the point in its orbit where it's closest to Earth). This makes the moon appear brighter and larger than a typical full moon.
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Beautiful poem! May we be guided to reflection by looking at God’s creation!
Alhamdulillah, Looking up on the balcony is meditation in a beautiful way
The flow of the poem was like and independent cadence were one idea flowed smoothly onto another. Quite compelling. Well done!
Alhumdulillah, that is beautiful!
Some of the most awe-inspiring moments of deep thought I have ever had involved laying down at my campsite up north staring into the star-studded universe and trying to comprehend its immenseness and meaning. Reading your poem brings those moments back to me. Thanks for that.