TWO HEARTS, ONE HOPE By Mohammed al-Adha Trisna Sampurno Bismillah ... Sometimes my heart asks, why the stars shine brightly greeting in times of night enveloped the sky. perhaps, at that time he was able to light up the sky, entertain any sad eyes, solar after running into other continents, leaving red streaks in the sky afternoon. Sometimes my heart is anxious, why time passes so swift, could not be slowed down, especially to repeat the past. perhaps, swish the sand in the desert would answer, every grain of rainwater that will count, and let life embrace death, stop time for a moment. love, living among you and me, great in every hymn of prayer, sit on the sidelines recesses of the soul. Every thing has been beautifully depicted in the scenarios takdirNya, Sometimes the soul squeezed ordeal kept crashing, baarangkali live only as a joke. My pulse began to lose its pulse, my chest started to lose his breath, let my body swallowed a mirage, my soul just do not fall into hell. perhaps, my heart and your hearts will become one, at a time when crowded into a deserted, besenandung allow prayer in the heart, call the sun at dawn, let miss chatting in the liver. I hope it is true, at a time when love begins to greet the soul, expectations appear to soar into the sky. I hope it is a truth, your name beautifully engraved on Tablet Mafuz, twist neatly written in my destiny. Let kurajut prayer for you, may Allah always take care of you, perhaps, if we are not destined to be united, rest assured there is always a catch, there is always wisdom behind gray heart. love, meet at the summit of prayer, smiled at each other and laughing happily, sometimes tears down to the soul. Although the oceans dry up like the Sahara, let it flow beautifully, from the deepest place in the soul, boils under the auspices of His love. Words will not be able to tie in love, then fasten it as it binds two souls. Beautiful singing would not be able to conquer love, then conquered by the sharpness of prayer. Flirt affection will not be able to attract love, then pull it with tears of fear of the Almighty Love. When two hearts have docked together, no sea to be calm, storm definitely not it keep coming, thunder did not hesitate to grab. So let our love toward His love anchored, above the twist of love, under the auspices of His love, flowing together, plunge, and ends at a destination, paradise ...
Posted on: Sat, 18 Oct 2014 07:53:05 +0000
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