12 Rabbi ul Awwal

It's 12 Rabbi-Ul-Awwal
All the birds have gathered together
Chirping happily in each others' ears
They celebrate the coming of the Benefector

The sun feels shy
With respect to it's brightness
Which is nothing in front of
His noor

The whole of Makkah
Every single alley
Enlightened by the arrival
Of the Rasool

People coming to Bibi Amina
One-by-one in lines
Greeting her heartily
For the boy so fine

Come night-time there's no
Trace of the moon
It too feels shy
Hiding itself behind clouds
It looks upon
An even better glowing moon
Comforted in the care
Of Bibi Amina

Bibi Halima enters the house
As soon as she sets her gaze
What she feels is awe
She was nothing but amazed

Though it was night
The house was lit-up
Baby goats coming and licking his feet
Baby sheep coming and kissing his feet

The camels give excess of milk today
There's no compromise when feeding Muhammad
They all look towards
That holy little child
Smiling with the purest of smiles

Bless you O Muhammad!
Sallallahu Alaihi Wasallam!