A man once sat up and looked to the beautiful glowing moon, he conversed with him while, first confiding his lifes struggles and and his sorrows. So he began speculating the highs and lows of this world he asked about the most spectacular of battles, greatest of civilisations, the most beautiful of creation, from the trees and the flowers to the birds that glide through verdant forests, while the soaring soft clouds hovering slowly along a gentle breeze skipping on the surface of warm oceans. He asked the moon about the sorrows of the poor and weak and the loneliness they felt, the children that looked to their doors, never for their fathers to knock, no warmth no love. The moon hovered still above him, glowing through the bristling trees like it was desperate to respond. The man continued to press the moon for its deliberate silence, why are you silent what have you witnessed? Why will you not reveal you secrets? What is hidden in this world, are there treasures hidden in rocks, pearls below the coral waters, the moon glistened excitedly in the night and spoke to the man of what it had witnessed of the greatest of things from the brightest of celestial bodies, to the vast blue skies moving gently over the expansive green earth. What did the moon say? Oh heres a Nasheed I like, going bed. والسلام عليكم youtu.be/XySpcRhCfHE
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 00:13:39 +0000
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