One will understand that in a theology treaty of Islam, the life of it’s Prophet is studied with more detail than the Prophets of any other religion. One will also understand his noble haloed face of light, his high outlined completeness, in time and space, the privileged place he occupies in the hearts of men and women, old and young, rich and poor of his community (Oumma), whatever their race, history and cultural. Prayers and peace of GOD be on him
“When I saw his light shining forth, In fear I covered my eyes with my palms, Afraid for my sight because of the beauty of his form. So I was scarcely able to look at him at all. The lights from his light are drowned in his light and his face shines out like the sun and moon in one. A spirit of light lodged in a body like the moon, a mantle made up of brilliant shining stars. I bore it until I could bear it no longer. I found the taste of patience to be like bitter aloes. I could find no remedy to bring me relief other than delighting in the sight of the one I love. Even if he had not brought any clear signs with him, the sight of him would dispense with the need for them. Muhammad is a human being but not like other human beings. Rather he is a flawless diamond and the rest of mankind is just stones. Blessings be on him so that perhaps GOD may have mercy on us on that burning Day when the Fire is roaring forth its sparks.”
“Muhammad his life based on the earliest sources.”
A poem in praise of Prophet Muhammad peace and blessings of Allah be upon him. Written over 1400 years ago by Hassan ibn Thabit a companion of the Prophet
Ramadan was the traditional month of retreat, and it was one night towards the end of Ramadan, in his fortieth year, when he was alone in the cave (mount Hira near Makkah), that there came to him an Angel in the form of a man. the Angel said to him: “Recite!” and he said: “I am not a reciter,” whereupon, as he himself told it, “the Angel took me and whelmed me in his embrace until he had reached the limit of mine endurance. then he released me and said:’ Recite!’ I said: ‘I am not a reciter,’ and again he took me and whelmed me in his embrace, and again when he reached the limit of mine endurance he realised me and said: ‘recite!’, and again I said ‘I am not a reciter.’ then a third time he whelmed me as before, then released me and said:
“Recite in the name of thy Lord who created! He created man from a clot of blood. recite; and thy Lord is the Most bountiful, He who hath taught by the pen, taught man what he knew not”.
(Quran Alaq :96)
He recited these words after the Angel, who thereupon left him; and he said “It was though the words were written on my heart.” But he feared that this might mean he had become a jinn-inspired poet or a man possessed. So he fled from the cave, and when he was half-way down the slope of the mountain he heard a voice above him saying:
” O Muhammad thou art the Messenger of GOD, and I am Gabriel (Angel Jibrail).” The Prophet stood gazing at the Angel; then he turned away from him, but whichever way he looked the Angel was always there, astride the horizon, whether it was to the north, to the south, to the east or to the west. ”
Source: ‘Muhammad’ his life based on the earliest sources .Author: Martin Lings. page 43/44.