The Eternal Breeze Of A Parent's Prayer Poem by Mohammad Younus

The Eternal Breeze of a Parent's Prayer—
Like the hush of dawn when the world still sleeps, a parent's prayer awakens and rises, unseen yet ever-present. It moves like the first whisper of the morning breeze, caressing the face of the beloved child, embracing them in warmth, in light, in unseen protection.

'And your Lord says, 'Call upon Me; I will respond to you.''

Not a moment passes, not a heartbeat sounds, without the echo of these silent supplications. A parent's prayer knows no rest, no pause, no retreat—it lingers in the air, it walks in the child's shadow, it shields them like an unbroken embrace.

'My Lord, make me an establisher of prayer, and [many] from my descendants. Our Lord, and accept my supplication.'

The Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) said, 'Three supplications are answered without doubt: the supplication of the oppressed, the supplication of the traveler, and the supplication of a parent for their child.'

O the Keeper of hearts, O the Listener of whispers, preserve these hands that rise in supplication. Keep them steady, keep them safe, for they hold the weight of love, the weight of endless devotion.

'And We have enjoined upon man [care] for his parents. His mother carried him, [increasing her] in weakness upon weakness, and his weaning is in two years. Be grateful to Me and to your parents; to Me is the [final] destination.'

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