Monday, August 21, 2006

My Child

My child, fear not the looks of strangers
Or the comments of the passerby - in your faith find salvation
Walk with your head high among people
And yet have a heart humble, submissive to the Most Gracious
Defend your honor and guard your chastity
As did Mary, peace be upon her

Take not to heart evanescent words and pathetic looks
They have not valued you with justice
Let their criticism increase you in naught but closeness to Allah
They feel themselves small, and out of envy, they speak, they glance and they stare,
To them is visible only the outer appearance of this life
They fail to look beneath the surface, and proudly deny that which is certain

If you are upon the truth, then why fear?
The sun rises in the morn only to set at eve
The earth rotates, only one day to halt
We age and return to dust
The day the trumpet is blown all of us shall go back to Allah,
Glorified and Exalted be He, the Lord of you and me


Tha
t which Allah has prepared for you is superior and everlasting
Put your trust in Him, never would He forsake you
No al terrosismo el Islam no mata
Allah with surety knows
pray to Him that he guide these people
to comprehension and correct belief


A young Muslim immigrant holds a poster reading 'No to terrorism, Islam does not kill' during a rally to pay tribute to the victims of the Madrid train bombings, in Madrid on Sunday. — Reuters

1 comment:

aymen said...

While searching for pictures, hers caught my attention immediately.

The little girl wearing the hijab struggling (making Jihad) with the little strength she has for the sake of Allah. She stands there with her rosy cheeks, and her eyes complain of grief and fatigue;