Notes About The Poem

The poem treats holiness as a permission, not a claim, where silence becomes devotion. Maryam is devotion embodied; a heart so still that heaven enters without force. The child is in reverence in motion, restoring the world by reminding it who it was. Faith here is not spoken loudly; it kneels, waits, and allows love to unfold.

When the Word Was Spoken

Before stories learned
how to divide themselves,
There was a stillness
that listened.

Into that stillness
came a woman
who knew how to wait.

Maryam
not named for argument,
But for trust.
Her life is a quiet room
where heaven felt safe
to enter.

No hands reached for her miracle.
It arrived
the way light arrives
without asking permission
from the dark.

A word was spoken.
Not loud.
Not explained.
And something began.

A child entered the world
as mercy often does,
small,
vulnerable,
carrying more meaning
than his weight could hold.

He spoke
Before power taught him
How to claim itself.
His voice did not gather crowds.
It gathered attention.

Where he walked,
what was broken
remembered its original shape.
Sight returned.
Breath returned.
Hope stood up again.

People argued
about what he was.
He kept pointing
beyond himself.

Maryam watched
as all mothers do
holding silence
where others held answers.
A palm leaned toward her,
as if creation itself
recognised obedience.

Water appeared
where no one expected mercy.
The earth understood
before the people did.

Some truths arrive
wrapped in mystery,
letters at the beginning of a chapter,
sounds that mean more
than they explain.

They are not puzzles to solve
But doors to stand before.

The word that began it all
was simple.
Be...
And becoming
has not stopped since.

However, faith names them,
they remain signs,
of surrender,
of compassion,
of a God
who creates through love.

Peace rests there,
where reverence
refuses to argue.
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Afridi Avatar
January 8, 2026 at 2:11 PM
Wow, this poem is very descriptive. This poem paints a beautiful image of Maryam, while also emphasizing the miracle that occurred—excellently done, Faruk!
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