BESITOS...

OH MY DEAREST... I PRAY FOR YOU AND I... MAY HE GRANT US THIS LOVELY BOUQUET...AMEN.
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Bring me a bouquet of taqwa
Whose scent will embed in my heart
Forewarning me of my creator's presence
With every petal of this world that I pull off
Iman displays in the glass of my eyes as it is in my view
Reminding me of Allah and his majesty
The thorns of this life are many, but the rivers of the next are too
With every thorn that I accidently pass my fingers on, I see the power of my creator
Through his might I may gain or I may sense pain
Taqwa brings forth a heart beating constantly with full alertness of the mind
The bouquet of taqwa can only be given by the best of providers,
I kneel down on the ground helplessly gathering of what I can
And blindly forget, granting me a bouquet of taqwa is not in the creation's hands.

** By AlBushra **

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I KNEEL DOWN...

OOOOOHH DEAR GOD...

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BESITOS TO MY DEAREST...

_________LOVE YOU_________