It was the zigzag mountain stream gurgling,
it was the singing of happy notes by the birds,
It was the cool fragrant breez blowing,
It was the rain falling heavily giving sweet music
Good I have not known delusion and illusion...
...except the wonder that reveals divine presence;
It was taking rest under the shade of a Chinār tree...
...on a hot summer day noon;
It was looking at the moon's bright face...
...on the starry fullmoon nights;
Alhamdulillah¹ for all favours and gifts...
...I have had from my lord.
MyKoul
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« اَلْحَمْدُ لِلّٰهِ رَبِّ الْعٰلَمِیْنَۙ »
(All praise belongs to God, Lord of all that exists) .
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