I think this is will satisfy you all,
Singer “Cat Stevens” Oh, baby, baby it’s a wild world , story as told him:
By the early '70s he was rich, famous, filling stadiums and partying like the pop star he’d become. But before the decade was over he walked away from it all.
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"When my brother came back to UK in 1976 there was a Festival of Islam taking place in London, everywhere were books about Islam. He saw the Qur’an in the bookshop and he said ‘That’s the Bible of the Muslims’. So, he decided to buy it and give it to me as a gift.
When I started to read the Qur’an, the first thing that I did was to try and keep an open mind because there were so many preconceived images already built up within me. Many are the times I’d visited my favourite spiritual bookshop in LA, called the Bhodi Tree, but never had I even bothered to look at the Islam bookshelf before. Perhaps that was because my father belonged to a Greek-Cypriot culture and, therefore, anything connected to Muslims was hostile to me.
But the more I read the Qur’an, the more it struck me, deep down. This was not quite that foreign religion which I had come to expect. First and foremost it was talking about belief in God, the Master of the universe; talking about humanity as one family. It mentioned many prophets, Moses, Jesus and Muhammad included, being brothers equally teaching the same message of unity to mankind, and all of us being the offspring of Adam and Eve.
“The innocent are here”
In the daytime time for celebration
No use looking down if it’s over here
It’s a world a new creation
And the golden light of the morning
Makes it easy to comb your hair
And the love of a child
It’s the time of the year
In the daytime you can move a mountain
With a blink of your eye
Now it’s over here now it’s over there
It’s a world with no complications
And the curtains on the window
Start blowing like your hair
And the love that I feel
Cause it’s the time of the year
Mysterious moon found me crying in the dark
Heard my footsteps on the stairs
Mysterious moon found me crying
But the sun dried my tears
Showed he cares
In the daytime time for celebration
No use looking down children open your eyes
It’s a world a whole nation
Now the white boats have landed
And the innocent are here
So dream for the child
Cause it’s the time of the year
DAYTIME
After a while I read the chapter called ‘Joseph’ (Yusuf). My life seemed to melt into a"
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