Wild is she, none can make her his friend

“When she kills with her glances,

        her speech restores to life,

           as tho’ she, in giving life thereby, were Jesus.

The smooth surface of her legs is (like) the Tora in brightness,

             and I follow it and tread in its footsteps

                         as tho’ I were Moses.


~From Poem 2 of the Tarjuman al-Ashwaq, translated by R.A. Nicholson.

(Image sourced.)



أن الملك خالد زار الشيخ العثيمين رحمه الله تعالى في بيته
كعادة ولاة الأمر في تقدير العلماء و إجلالهم، ولما راى الملك منزل الشيخ العثيمين المتواضع عرض عليه أن يبني له دارا جديدة، فشكره الشيخ و قال: أنني أبني لي دارا في الصالحية (منطقة في مدينة عنيزة) ولكن المسجد و الوقف التابع له تنقصهما بعض…

“Once, King Khalid visited Shaykh Ibn ‘Uthaymīn رحمه الله at his house, as was the habit of rulers holding scholars in high regard and respect.

And when the King saw the humble home of the Shaykh he offered to have a new house built for him, (at which) the Shaykh thanked him saying:

“I am building a house in (the district of) As-Sālihiyyah, however, the masjid and the charitable trust are in need of (financial) assistance”.

Then, after the King left, some of those sitting nearby said:

“O Shaykh, we did not know that you were building a home in as-Sālihiyyah,”

(to which) the Shaykh replied:

               “Isn’t the graveyard in As-Sālihiyyah!?”

[source: Ad-Dur tah-Thamin fi Tarjamti Faqihil-Umah page 218]

love notes.: The house of Ibn Uthaimeen ( rahimuallah)