I had always thought that love of dunya meant being attached to material things
I should not attached to material things
I should attached to people, i should attached to moments
I should attached to emotions.
What I did not realize was that people, moments, emotions, are all a part of dunya
What i did not realize is that all the pain - I had experienced in life was due to one thing
and one thing only: love of dunya
I should always thought that the dunya as a place of fleeting moments and temporary attachments
The dunya as a place where people are with you today, and leave or die tomorrow
As humans, we are made to seek, love, and strive for what is perfect. We are made to seek what is eternal
We seek this because we were not made for life
That's why the dunya hurts, because as something temporary and imperfect. Goes against everything we are made to yearn for
Only when we stop putting our hopes in dunya, only when we stop trying to make the dunya into what it is not -
then this life finally stop breaking our hearts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem