Bloom

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

(from some time in Madinah)

The duas you sent, like so many petals, coming together to form the flower of your fate. It'll bloom just once, but when it does, with splendor in spades, as your love from destiny at last takes shape. From stem to leaf, and every part around, and all parts between, a gardener I am, tending this orchid, adding to it my own hope, so it may further gleam. When the blindfolds fall, and the Day arrives, I'll show you just how beautiful its grown, this flower of mine.


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Alhamdulillah, The Portrait is now finished. 

Updates to it over time iA, but I think it sets the stage well.