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Jumat, 02 Juli 2010

a love letter for mujahid wife



Dedicated to my princess
You never once complained when you knew that we would have nothing..
You were content on having only what little that you needed.
Where others would have left or moaned, you never once let out a sigh..
You understood that what was written was what we would eat.
I never once complained about what was put in front of me..
As I knew it was your hands that brought it to me…
When I had nothing, I had you.
You put your trust in your Rabb and In turn you followed me.
Never did I have to wonder about you as my secrets, my honor, and my deen were safe with you..
We both know what hardship you faced just by being with me…
But not a word did you speak..
You were strong and in turn made me strong.
Like a vanguard for this ummah, you concealed your self.
Where others would rush to please their desires, you were the essence of taqwa..
Life was eassy with you and it came so naturally.
You were the extension of me and I would never need to finish my word as who knew me better than you?
You knew your place which was by my side.
It is the little things that make the person and you have easily have was kept me going for a lifetime.
The way you look at me with fire in your eyes showed me that I was the only one for you.
You stole my heart and hide it away.
I loved your jealousy and I loved to tease you with the tought of others just so I could know how dear I was to you.
What chance did syaitan have when you would ensure that fajr was the easiestof the salahs.
I loved that you would forsake me in an instant to fast a voluntary fast.
I loved that the Haq was dearer to you than my life and those of our jewels.
Watching you makes me laugh as I wonder if my heart will ever want another as I see you feed my child, as you lift her out of the bath, as you wipe her little nose and the face she pulls.
You will never find a diamond in the hands of another in the same way our diamond deserves to be carried in your hands.
We would have it all my love but who sells paradise for a hour of passing pleasure?not us
In you umm*** the loyalties of my babies are,
They will love what we love, they will love Allah the most Glorified, most High.
They will love those who they have never but will long to meet, they will love them better than us.
They will love the prophets and and the best of companions.
They will live to honor one statement
“LA ILAHA ILLALLAH MUHAMMADUR RASULULLAH”
Others will fall under the weight of it but not them, they heart will beat it,their words testify to eat, and their hands carry it.
Don’t think I left you…
Don’t think that in this world anything is dearer to me than the minute that I walk home knowing what waits for me behind closed doors…
I went to find a better place for us,
I went to fulfill the best of deals..
I saw it written that if you give your life,eternity would be ours..
I saw it written somewhere that this was all a test and I have no doubt that the one
Who promises us and whose words is the truth must love me very much as we gave me you and you were the hardest thing to give up.
They say the mind cannot comprehend what awaits us, that sadness will be forgotten, and they say that the eye has yet to see and the ear has yet to hear the beauties that await us in our new home.
They say rivers of honey my love,
They say rivers of milk and wine.
They say pearls and gold are thrones,
They say musk and cool breezes.
Is it not fitting that I go to see this land afar to take you and our children..
I fear that the gates of opportunity will close behind me my love..
I fear other hear what I hear and rush there and I will have nothing to offer to you.
I know you will send our sons to look for their father.
Tell them that we will find me in every battle, in every flight that the black flag is flown.
Tell them that the paint will be a pinch and then they will see what I see,
They will see the beautiful birds that come to meet them..
Tell them the angels will call them by the best of name and most of all that Allah the one..the eternal will be pleased with them..
I told you once that only two things will have me…
You and death….
My life was with you but now I must marry again, I must marry what was promised to me the moment I was born.
I must marry my fate and in turn I must marry death..
After death will come reckoning and if I stand with the best of creation,
With the permission of Allah Lord of the Heavens and the earth I will beg for you.
None was worthy enough to stand next to me in this life so why is it that I should desire another in the next?


 

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