أَعُوذُ بِٱللَّهِ مِنَ ٱلشَّيۡطَٰنِ ٱلرَّجِيمِ، بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
did you think i was finished composing, that of us and aims, i'd nothing left to write? i think not.
from whence we came, isn't simply just a home or a place, not just perfection and grace, rather it is and was and will ever be...a dream. something quintessentially human, that those who seek to remain true to their own creation, could never forget. my Rabb did not make me so that a single life could suffice me, He did not show me beloved as He has, so i would want or permit myself their dismissal or dissolution by a handful of earthly years.
the pen still breathes in me, alhamdulillah, though i scarce have time to let it write as often as i wish. my Sunlight...though she surpasses the known and unknown universe itself in glory and preciousness, would i be content in knowing her just a few decades and accepting finitude of dunya as worthy of containing all of that affection? not even slightly. my pursuit of Eternity should be as eternal as how He made my soul forever, decreed to exist and thus living solely and forever because He designed it so and provided for its sustenance. and for this, i should be more grateful, because patience is the provision to find that most worthwhile End of all ends.
our Creator commanded us to seek aid through patience and prayer. these are the pillars of being, and we have to stand on them and remind ourselves of them on the daily. patience especially, sometimes getting caught up in currents of dunya flows, leads to perspective that is too shortsighted and soon in timeframe. parts of life need sooner attention, yes, but long term sight is critical, long term gazing and pondering of consequences. ya Rabb, let us see and walk that road that leads us to You, well-pleased with us and containing all our hopes and dreams in their most beautiful manifestation, ameen.
