In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?
الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا وَكَانُوا يَتَّقُونَ
Ketahuilah!
Sesungguhnya wali-wali Allah, tidak ada kekhuwatiran terhadap mereka, dan mereka pula tidak bersedih hati. Wali-wali Allah itu ialah orang-orang Yang beriman serta mereka pula sentiasa bertaqwa. (Yunus 10: 62-63)
Love for Allah
If my love is attached to Thee
Then from sin I will be free
Each time my heart will beat
Your name will resound with heat
With your name shivers my each limb
They seek to be released from whim
Allah, Allah, is my hearts speech
Your Mercy is what I beseech
The Most Merciful keep me content
With all that You have sent
Keep in my heart Your remembrance
And in Your deen and love allow me to advance
Help me in my quest
Permit me to pass the ultimate test
Save me from the clutches of Satan
Give me death upon Imaan.
Sholat from Hensika Setiawan
In love...
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