Seeds of the cloud
The cloud has gathered
In its blue-white robe
Putting hope and dreams
In some hearts
Casting terror and anxiety
In some eyes
Shed your fresh seeds on our roof
Let us strain our ears to the rhythm
Let us seize a time to sleep
And recover memories
And think of the better days to come.
May the fearful ones find a haven soon
May the under bridge be a place
That disappears in their impending story
May the open roofs take a new look
That their room may cease to be a fish pond.
© Masturoh
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A deeply insightful exploration. The balance between academic discipline and spiritual consciousness is precisely what our student body needs today.
Barakallahu feek Brother Ahmad. May Allah grant our youth steadfastness in learning and practice.
Jazakumullahu Khayran to the editorial team. The references from Surah Taha were especially grounding.
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