Friday, December 03, 2010

My Son, My Son!

You have colored my life, My darling Son :-)
With colors of peace, strength and boundless affection.
I can't thank our Lord enough ever,
For giving me such a lovely flower!

I remember the time when things were full of doubt,
I begged from HIM that which I could not live without.
I reminded HIM of HIS miracles, HIS powers,
Told HIM about HIS mercy, HE always showers,

When the world told me that you might never see it,
They told me its HIS will and asked me to accept it -
I still didn't leave HIS rope, my faith it didn't shake,
For I knew HE was the ONE, from nothing could everything make!

All praise be to HIM, Who Created ADAM from some clay!
Who answered, with YAHYA, the supplication of ZAKARIYYA that day!
The ONE Who blessed the mankind by giving 'ISA to a virgin MARYAM!
GLORIFIED IS HE! May HIS peace and blessings be upon all of them!

I knew that I could protect you, for I had a weapon...
Which HE had given me with which anything is won!
The weapon which HE says, can even change HIS decree,
That weapon called "DUA" finally made HIM agree!

My son, you are not simply a relation given by HIM,
You are HIS amaanah which I have sought from HIM..
I love you like a dying one wants another second,
Not to rejoice, but to shed the sins, to make an amend!

You add beauty to my life in this world, but you are a TRUST,
And I know I will be answerable to HIM if I do not do the best..
My Son, let us walk the road which leads to a better place,
And may OUR CREATOR be our companion to help us win this race.


I am nobody, but a stranger, only a simple wayfarer,
My journey is this life till I reach the Hereafter..
Traveling all along the footsteps of my Teacher
For I have to, in time, reach the destination promised by MY