by: AbduLLaH bin Adam
the staunchest stones melt into the sea
like whispers that make faith weak
i flee to My Lord in prayer & i weep
light travels trillions of miles in a year
& not even 1 galaxy is cleared
i go near My Lord in prostration in tears
birds hover aloft, knowing not how or why
as the sun lures trees to the sky
i beseech My Lord on my knees & i cry
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