By Ibrahim Sulaiman Adewale
Our Jalsa — a sacred assembly
like those first gatherings of light
where hands touched hands
and divine mercy descended
Here we stand
inheritors of that primordial covenant
where Allah’s promise breathes
through every clasped hand, every bowed head
Each touch: a renewal
Each gathering: a spiritual contract
Our collective submission
becoming the very ink of divine acceptance
We are not merely assembled
but transformed
each heart a living baiat
each breath a silent pledge
As companions once gathered around Muhammad (sa)
their hands a bridge between earth and heaven
so we gather
tracing the sacred geometry of faith
Look how Allah’s mercy pools
in the spaces between our fingers
in the silence between our breaths
in the unity of our collective heart
Seventy years of continuous communion
seventy years of spiritual renewal
seventy years of hands extended
in absolute surrender
to Allah’s will.
