As twilight's veil descends upon my soul,
I bid farewell, my heart made whole.
No tears, dear friends, for I've lived my share,
A life of trials, love, and tender care.
Like Abraham's journey, I've walked the way,
Seeking Canaan's promise, come what may.
Though not holy, I've striven to be true,
A imperfect servant, humbled anew.
My passage sweet, a gentle breeze,
Like summer's wind that rustles trees.
The weight of years, like autumn's leaves,
Falls soft, as wisdom's quiet reprieve.
In Quran's light, I've searched for peace,
Surah Al-Fajr's promise, my soul's release.
Like Moses' staff, I've leaned on faith,
Guided through life's wilderness, to eternal shade.
I may not achieve the best,
But in Allah's eyes, I've passed the test.
My heart, a vessel, pure and bright,
Reflects His love, like a guiding light.
A thousand lifetimes, I've lived and grown,
Yet in His eyes, I'm still a child, unknown.
In cold embrace, I find my peace,
A paradox of life's fleeting release.
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