Bismillah...
Daily the sun shines its luminous light;
yet I see clearest in the small of the night...
A place where I can quietly sort out my head;
finding more comfort on my knees than in my bed...
My wide spread rug, being similar to a chest;
is where I cry away fears & lay burdens to rest...
My forehead kissing the floor in the most intimate way;
is one of the many positions I can be found in when I pray...
Wrapped in GOD's divine love is where I long to be;
so sleeping away these hours isn't an option for me...
The turbulence of this life, without HIM, would be too rough;
for this reason alone I can never praise my LORD enough;
Yet the reasons, HE is worthy, are countless to say the least;
and next to my sincerest worShip GOD is beauty; I am beast...
So since there's no exhausting GOD, this gift I invite you to share;
because what I've found in Tahajud I've been unable to find elsewhere...
may GOD be pleased...ameen
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