When He ordered me to pray at once,
I left the bed,
I washed my hands,
my mouth and my feet.
I walked to a nearby mosque,
and when I started praying,
I found myself in a different moment.
Alas! I could not follow His orders well in time.
How can I get what I prayed for?
Tears came in my eyes!
How helpless is the man!
But my great teacher wiped my tears.
Congratulated me,
and asked me to smile,
as He gave me that
what I prayed for,
immediately when I intended to pray for it.
My intentions were well in time.
Man is not so much helpless!
A blessing is given in His own time, even if we will not ask for it. Wonderful poem. So humbling.10
A sense of peace is within us all. A touch on the shoulder takes on significance. But I do love everyone. Especially me. : -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful writing on inner feelings for the great Almighty