Surprised and enraged by our resilient existence, you forget your motto keeps us going: From God we are, and to Him we must surely return!

Sleep walking saviors living in a dream... Greed creed behaviors gone to the extreme… Dead to the world of responsibility; Dead to the world of their soul's integrity

Never look down because your eyes have always been stationed high. And your feet the lowest you could be so blow away the trails of dust and pave your hope between the dead vines you see.

Belong all praises to Him That acknowledges His might Every created being - His and only His. I wonder a lowly flea Could ever we undermine?

Ignorant masses called his miracles 'magic'. Ironically - check out the audacity of people destined for doom having the nerve to say: "Yaquluna innahu lamajnun.

One still seeks comfort from what's between
The book, wisdom that exudes from its walls
Untouched, lost, forgotten and unseen
Words that amaze, mesmerize and enthrall

She kept me throughout the years Away from the dark and gloomy fears. Under the umbrella of her gentle tears She dressed me with life's attire Shielded me from the living fire.

Ali, I went and I asked this world, it told me that test after test at you it hurled. It tried to drown you in its frothing flood, and never did it stop until with poison it had filled your blood.

I love Ali, with every thump of my heart, from 70 to Naught a slave to the servant of Mohammed(saw), I offer every surface of my thought. My life was spent the moment his arm was lifted on Ghadeer,  A moment, a marker that cannot be undone. His enemies till now no more than dogs barking at this setting sun.

Feel the magic in the fresh morning breeze smell the sweet scents of the spring. Hear God's signs in the sweetly chirping birds see dewdrops on leaves so delicate and thin.