Save me

I have nothing but your generosity to put my hope in. Nothing. For I stand at Your door holding broken scraps…and yet you open. Save me from this storm. I am the most helpless of all your slaves. And I’m lost. Wandering in the middle of a forest trying to find my way. But all the tress look the same, and each path just leads back to the beginning. No one finds their way out of this forest—except whom You save. Save me. For truly, truly I cannot save myself.

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  1. Subhanallah, Allah has given you a talent to put emotions into words… i can relate to every words you post… May Allah bless you always

  2. …mashaAllah!

  3. SubhanAllah, it’s so cool, it is feeling, I couldn’t express.

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