بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَٰنِ الرَّحِيمِ
In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
I am an imperfect soul,
So I cling to You,
And hold on You so tightly,
For I am always scared…
But the waves of life,
They are so strong,
That at times I have lost my grip..
I wish and pray
When I slip and my weak hands
are not gripping You and Your light,
Please promise me that Your handhold
will still be strongly holding me.
And even when I feel as if
I am in no one’s protection,
Secretly you are actually there,
folding me with Your embrace.
-F.S : 12 June 2015-
Picture credit to : Aeda
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