Out Seeing the Fields
Published by One Muslim under 2007, Dawud Wharnsby, out seeing the fields on 7:00 AMBriskly, rising to the sky
Cold, clouds rushing past
Flying, hopes to never land
Light. Streatching out my hand
Out seeing the fields
What is a dream and
can you tell me what is real?
Everyone else is home in bed
and I’m out here lost in my own head
out seeing the fields
Freeze, crystal on the bridge
Trees. Frozen diamond leaves
Ice, stiffening the wheat
Wind, underneath my feet
Out seeing the fields
What is a dream and
can you tell me what is real?
Everyone else is home in bed
and I’m out here lost in my own head
out seeing the fields
I only feel close to you when I’m under open sky
I only feel guided when I’m free to question why
Only when I smell the earth upon my face
will I ever be free to fly from this place
Out seeing the fields
Leaving the place I thought was home before
Picking up my shoes and I’m flying out the door
Can’t seem to walk to go back there anymore
So I’m out seeing the fields
Morning, wings against the ledge
Frost trees painted on the glass
Snow, covering the streets
Home, warm beneath my sheets
Song: Out Seeing the Fields
Album: Out Seeing the Fields (2007)
Artist: Dawud Wharnsby Ali
4 comments:
I had to listen to this twice for the lyrics to really sink in. My favorite lines "I only feel close to you when I’m under open sky
I only feel guided when I’m free to question why
Only when I smell the earth upon my face
will I ever be free to fly from this place"
I forget sometimes that being indoors too much kind of blocks my vision of Allah. Not because he's not there but because I am easily distracted with man made things. Going outside there is no mistaken God's creation and presence. Looking into the sky you can see infinite possibilities. The warm sun on my skin I feel His love. Watching the sunset I see His power.
Even though I know that God is all knowing and deserving all respect, forced faith only hurts my relationship with him. Only when I can go to God and why and tell Him that I don't understand can my faith grow and blossom.
I like the song, but love the lyrics.
That is the real problem of us, as a humankind. I means for me myself, sometimes I do looking for the farthest object that I could see, just to makesure that God is around. Unfortunately, God is not around, he is not there above the sky, rather (spiritually speaking) He is much closer than everybody else, He is here *I touch my bare hand on my own chest* He is all the time here deep into my heart. The only barrier between me and God is ...shortening this sentence, myself.
MashaAllah. Wonderful.
thank you 1muslim.
wassalam
salaam,
I am quite a fan of Dawud Wharnsby Ali. He does an amazing job. Masha'Allah, and Jazakallah Khair for posting this. Already loving this website.
Wasalaam
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