Asja
Pearl of Islaam
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I will never get tired........
When long and obsure night fall down,
I hear tramp and steps of Angels
who are taking my hand,my hands
and leading me to Allah Almighty.
I only open my hands,and hug the moon,
the stars and azure sky.I am runing to
my beloved Lord and every hug is leading me
more and more close to Him.
And I am runing,binding and I am falling
but I know that my Allah is waiting for me
on the end of Way.And I have to run and fall
and fall a sleap on seyda.
I am sailing over seas and oceans of my tears
only to find my The Most Loving One.
And than I am trying to see Lord mine and understand
that I can not see Him because his Beauty is blinding
the eyes,and His goodness,pureness and mercy is
obeying hearts.
And I feel my the most Loving Allah,far away,neer
but still deep in my heart of Love.
I said together with moonshine,and on every my step
I hear Adhan which is prostrating to the Allahs Almighty Arsh.
All Praise be to Him,the Almighty He is.
In litlle twing I feel his Mercy,
in twitter of litlle birds and daybreak
when is waking up.Everything is
praiseing The Lord of Arsh.
And I am flying on birs wings and I will never
get tired untill I see The Most Loving Lord.
Written by;Asiya