My soul is not within me, I am within my soul. The essence of my being, all of my core. I am my soul. Battered by Life Strong but shattered, yet I am Alive..I ask myself; how am I alive...the realisation envelopes me slowly...softly...completely magically no divinely everything is revealed to me. All becomes clear the realisation, sanctified it wraps me up holding me firm but gentle... comforting like only a mothers embrace can. Created in the image of Our Maker.A mothers embrace a true reflection of Gods un faltering love and His Boundless mercy.
I Am Here. I Am Alive. In his infinite wisdom have spared my life by his grace I will fulfil the purpose and potential if he wills...I will be awesome again...even better this time around coz Allah iz our true ride or die and he always rides...Your God got this always remember that and life will be rewarded with simple pleasures from the smallest moments. #LoveGodLoveYourselfLoveOthers
29/11/16 SS
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I would like to translate this poem