The True King awaits patiently as all voices are heard; sermons are chanted; His beautiful names arise from all corners of the outer kingdoms... He sees the anarchy; He knows the saps that drip on the grounds that His soldiers sent by Him walked upon .... See how the glow and mercy of my King will shine through the vast skies.... All will stop; all will descend to His worship... He has been watching, sits at His throne.... All outer kingdoms pacing, rivers flowing as deep as oceans depth and appalled by the anarchy spread by disciples of the nafs this dunya is made of... He awaits; He loves his sincere servants; He will bestow love and mercy; Nothing gets unheard; nothing shall be unseen.... His Highness sent servants over and over again, yet this Dunya blind and deaf to scriptures engraved; My King shook His head from side to side... He created all outer kingdoms, hence the dunya fell peasant to greed, lust, power and diversions.... A Flower descends to worship the True King; her eyes filled with agony for saps that flow of innocent little angels; sincere servants fallen by lights ripping thru vast skies.... My King, the most merciful and beneficent, why not freeze the skies, dry the rivers.... As beautiful is my Kings mercy and as beautiful is HIs punishment.... He looks to His beloved creation, smiles as white rays glow thru....... No movement is unseen; no movement is foreseen.... All will know; all will bow.... I created all, all must bow.... She shakes her head in despair; no my King... all will bow, unite all... remove the nafs; remove the hate; remove the corrupt roads that divert unity.... He holds His Flower; ponders to the outer worlds... smirks.... You are my beloved... no request to ever fill your colors; always shed your fragrance onto the grounds that have crushed thee as I have watched when pre historic creatures wandered grasslands.... I shall consider your plea; as you are my beloved, worry not... all will stop; all will bow.... skies will freeze; rivers flowing will dry.... The True King awaits patiently as all voices are heard; sermons are chanted; His beautiful names arise from all corners of the outer kingdoms.... Ameen Jasmine
Posted on: Sat, 12 Jul 2014 23:15:32 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015