After miles of treading the barren lands
Sticking to the Guidance, following all Commands
Someone took a colorful flowering route
Hopes filled the heart and prayers did perfectly soothe
That believer only asked from Allaah
Found hope in Qur'an and strength through Salaah
The quest wasn't one of the prohibited
The desire wasn't one which could be objected
After walking too far, the path suddenly turned strange
Within an eye-blink things took a drastic change!
The colors greyed out and from the flowers thorns popped
But the traveler kept walking, those feet nothing stopped
Meanwhile, at a little distance, a garden caught fire
It had priceless flowers and saving them seemed dire!
To stop the fire this traveler ran with bleeding feet
Falling and rising; tiring and speeding, all through the street
Sprinkled that garden with waters of patience, hopes and prayers
Naked hands tried to protect the flowers under those burning layers
These human efforts were put aside, The Creator rained His Mercy
The Fire was cooled, the Garden retrieved and the rest proved unworthy
Why does life show the unexpected suddenly?
Why does it not ever run smoothly?
Why does one have to accept the unacceptable?
Why are things never ever predictable?
Life doesn't show unexpected if you expect nothing from the Creation
It would run forever smoothly if Taqwa is your strongest emotion
Nothing is unacceptable if you believe that Allaah gives for a reason
Predictable should be a believer's faith that Allaah takes away for a reason!
A journey traveled, a destination booked... Or, was it just another lesson learnt?
A world saved, a treasure preserved... Or, was it just another hand burnt?
A life lived, an eternity dreamt... Or, was it just another story ended?
Duniya sought, Jannah aimed... Or, was it just another test comprehended?