This Ramadhan has been a real reflective ground, a means for me to really get to know . . . me. Waiting anxiously for the last ten days, as I first strive through the remaining eight, thoughtfully I write. Reason for this entry? Unknown. . . but needed:
'Such benevolence had my Lord bestowed upon me
Giving me the true feeling of floating ashore.
So, how could I possibly have understood the essence of joy
Without ever having tasted sorrow long before.'
© 2007 Umm Thameenah
1 comment:
Indeed, agony mellows our hearts, and a little mirth after that, seems abundant. Truly, the worth of joys is known only after we experience the levels of tolerance in hardships.
Masha’Allah, you are too poetic, with added sensibilities…I mean, you express well the ebb & flow of your passions and thoughts!
your brother-in-islam
abdul jawad
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