- in the name of Allah -



 Ya Rabb, Oh Fashioner of the heavens, Oh Everlasting, Oh Originator of all:

Make her the yang to my yin, the sound to my silence, the joy to my solemnity. When the sky seems not as bright, make her the light whereby it shines to me again. As I pass through all my catharsis, as I stumble and trip and set right again, let her scent uplift my spirits. Though my misconceptions are many, my sins as subtle as crystal glass, forgive me through her, though a prayer's wing is yet all I have. 

Ameen