A slight rain comes, bathed in dawn light.
I hear it among treetop leaves before mist arrives.
Soon it sprinkles the soil and, windblown, follows clouds away.
Warning: this is a gajebo side of me, very very not recommended to read by serious people. Seriously.
Marriage to her is one half of the deen,
The benefit Allah has put in her is yet to be seen.
She wears her hijab for her Lord, to please and obey,
She turns to Allah for shalat at least five times each day.
“When that kid looks into your eyes and you know its yours,
you know what it means to be alive.”
~ dedicated to my dearest ‘Aisyafra… 14072010