Why Did They Become Muslims

Those who with the matter was acquainted
Said a big beauty-spot was the Seal of Prophet.
It was black, yellowish in shade
As big as a pigeon’s egg in grade.
Surrounded, as if with a border line,
By small hairs in a circular line.
Those who knew that Noblest Pedigree
Said, big-boned was the great Nebî. [1]
Each of his bones was big, and round in shape,
Exquisite, both in essence and in shape.
Each of his limbs, which were so blessed,
Suited by creation, wherein firmness was stressed.
All the blessed limbs of the Prophet’s
Were as elegant as the Qur’ân’s âyets.
The palms of that stately being
Were wide, pure, fine, and darling.
So lovable were also his soles,
Fragrant and pretty, like a fresh rose.
So elegant, the connoisseurs expressed,
Were those miraculous hands, and so blessed.
Whenever the Prophet greeted someone,
His sweet smile would soothe anyone.
A couple of days after the event, nay,
Even several months, we should say,
Among crowds the fortunate fellow
Would be known from his smell so mellow.
His crystalline skin was white, hairless;
What words could praise a beauty so faultless!
To see the Beloved always and forever,
That blessed, fine body was eye all over.
So perfect was that delicate complexion,
Whereon Creator manifested His divine creation.
No hairs on his abdomen or chest,
Pure white, like a silver plate.
[1] The Prophet ‘sall-Allâhu ta’âlâ ’alaihi wa sallam’.
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