Searching for my own meaning of hijab.

Bismillah hir rahmaniraheem.

Alhamdullilah,

I wore hijab in public for the first time today.

I put on the hijab (tudung) today, because it has been 2 years since my reversion to Islam, and I want to continue making progress in Allah's path. Insyaallah.

In a way, I also want my fellow friends to start seeing me as a Muslim, not just another Chinese girl. I would hope they could now respect me as a muslim, and not assume that I do not care when anything concerning Islam happens. (* this came from the few times fellow housemates-who are Muslims themselves; have brought male friends into the house without making any prior announcements-as a result, i couldn't cover my aurat in time). Hence, my other motive of donning the hijab is- I want to be RECOGNIZED as a fellow MUSLIM. 

Donning the hijab today reminds me this:
 It doesn't matter where we are, we have a choice of whether to uphold the beliefs in our religion.
and subhanallah, what Islam teaches always have the meaning behind every actions and reactions.

Islam sees women as their treasure. Therefore one adorns the hijab to protect this treasure. A simple and common analogy would be like this: Why do people keep their most precious and most valuable thing hidden from the public's view?

we protect everything that's dear to us, and for a religion to acknowledge the beauty of women is a precious jewel to be protected, this is one beautiful quality of Islam. 



I wore hijab today, and i didn't regret it. I feel liberated from fitnah, and most of all,

I feel protected.

*any misgivings and lacking from my writing, please feel free to correct me. I appreciate all your advices, and  may Allah swt. shed His light of blessings to you. Insyaallah.

Seorang Cina Mencari Islam

Bismillah hir rahman hir rahim,

I wrote this piece of writing back when I was in College Foundation years, before I embraced Islam. There was a period of time, when I constantly woke up to the sound of azan from the college's Masjid. I was inspired by that to pen it into this piece.

Azan: bunga mekar di pagi subuh.

                Azan. Di pagi subuh yang masih menyembunyikan cahaya mentari, azan ini mekar dalam sayup.  Jiwa mana yang tak tersentuh. Dalam sejuk-sejuk yang menyenangkan, terbaring di atas katil, diriku masih tertutup mata, namun jiwaku mula terbangun. Insan yang melaungkan azan di masjid-masjid setiap pagi, mereka sungguh rajin beribadah kepada-Nya.

                   Alunan azan. Memanggil para umat seagama keluar dari selimut mereka. Kubayangkan seorang demi seorang terjaga daripada tidur lalu memulakan langkah ke penyucian. Mereka akan berwudhuk. Kadangkala dalam kemamaian, air sejuk membasuh diri mereka, mengangkat hadas kecil, bersaksikan Allah Taala. Ada yang bersolat keseorangan. Ada yang bedua, bertiga, berjemaah. Yang pasti, 2 raka’at yang ringkas itu penuh makna, solat terakhir dalam sehari yang dikerjakan seorang insan. Dan azan subuh inilah yang menyeru mereka ke arah kebaikan itu.

               Hatiku tersentuh. Inginku mengikut ibadah yang sungguh suci ini. Tanpa perlu berkata apa-apa, membuktikan apa-apa, diriku hanya perlu bersaksikan Allah Taala. Dan sujudku, doakku, hanya kepada-Nya. Ringkas, mudah, indah.

Allahu akbar Allahu akbar (Allah maha besar, Allah maha besar)

Allahu akbar Allahu akbar

Asy-hadu alla ilaha illallah (Aku menyaksikan bahawa tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah)

Asy-hadu allah ilaha illallah

Asy-hadu anna Muhammadar rasulullah (Aku menyaksikan bahawa Muhammad itu pesuruh Allah)

Asy-hadu anna Muhammadar rasulullah

Haiya’alas-solah (Marilah sembahyang)

Haiya’alas –solah

Haiya’ala l-falah (Marilah kepada kemenangan)

Haiya’ala l-falah

Assolatu khairum-minan naum (Sembahyang itu lebih baik dari tidur)

Assolatu khairum-minan naum

Allahu akbar Allahu akbar

La-illaha-illallah (Tiada Tuhan melainkan Allah)

               Penyudahan azan, sayu dan sebak tersangkut di dada. Ku tak mampu. Diriku tidak diberi agamaNya dan diriku tak layak menyahut seruan ini. Namun, betapa indahnya suara ini, betapa indahnya ibadah ini. Tiap azan bagai satu penutup ikrar seorang hamba kepada Penciptanya.

               Sejuk subuh itu, membawaku ke kalam tidur semula. Diriku akur. Mataku tertutup, jiwaku dibuai mimpi semula.

...............................................................................................................................

          “Allah, tidak ada Tuhan (yang berhak disembah) melainkan Dia Yang Hidup Kekal lagi terus menerus mengurus (makhluk-Nya); tidak mengantuk dan tidak tidur. Kepunyaan-Nya apa yang di langit dan di bumi. Tiada yang dapat memberi syafa’at di sisi Allah tanpa izin-Nya. Allah mengetahui apa-apa yang di hadapan mereka dan di belakang mereka, dan mereka tidak mengetahui apa-apa dari ilmu Allah melainkan apa yang dikehendaki-Nya. Allah meliputi langit dan bumi. Dan Allah tidak merasa berat memelihara keduanya, dan Allah Maha Tinggi lagi Maha  Besar.”

(Surah Al-Baqarah:255)

After so long...

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful,

A long hiatus, and in the hope to fill in the gaps left in this blog.

I'm a person of little words, that is if, we're talking about the physical world. 

In a class of 50, I can be the most quietest person sitting in the back row, 

and in a party or any celebratory occasions, I have a knack of making myself left out and invisible.

I prefer to watch and listen than to speak.

September 3rd, 2012; my second birthday. It marked the 2nd year I reverted to Islam.

Syukur Alhamdullilah.

My friends who often run usrah groups among themselves always talk about "tarbiyah Allah".

For quite some time, I cannot figure out the meaning of "tarbiyah". Arabic terms tend to confuse me, thus, before I get frustrated by people using them on me, I tend to avoid them first. 

But hey, ignorance is bliss, but they take you nowhere closer to the truth.

So now I came to learn the meaning of "tarbiyah", and now the meaning of "tarbiyah Allah".

apabila kita tahu akan diujiNya, kita akan bersangka kita akan diuji dgn ujian yg sama dengan jiran kita. Siapa tahu, pabila ujianNya datang, kita akan diuji dengan kekurangan yang mampu mencalar dan menggores jiwa sehingga kita menangis2 meminta tolong. Allah telah menetapkan setiap ujian berbeza dan khas utk setiap seorang hambaNya...dan hanya pabila kita berasakan seksa dan susah itu, baru kita katakan "Indahnya, dan manisnya terbiyah Allah Taala kepada kita".

I wrote this status some time ago on a friend's fb. Indeed, "tarbiyah Allah" should mean Allah's way of teaching us. "His education", is so unlike the education we get from school. Being tested by Allah, is like having a brick wall put right ahead of you without any means of going through it. Complete darkness and helplessness.

That is our cue to turn to Allah Himself. Subhallah, Allah will always bring us through it.

To put the greatness of Allah's education to His servants, I know this little metaphor isn't enough, but that's the general idea of it.

I recently am inspired by other brothers and sisters of MRM (Malaysia Reverted Muslims) https://www.facebook.com/MalaysiaRevertedMuslim?ref=stream
to start writing again, in the hope to share experiences and to learn from each other, for Allah, for our Deen.


I will share my journey, insyaallah, and hope you'll share yours too.

The lost Hijab

there was a time,

not too long ago,

Hijab was your shield,

strong and might,

adorned day and night,

not a strand of hair will see the light.

there was a time,

not too long ago,

Hijab was your armour,

against the men who unguard their eyes,

you were protected,

with your own effort,

to be in His Grace,

Hijab was your way to show,

you are devoted to only Him.

that was a time,

now long gone,

your Hijab became looser,

thinner by the day,

strands of hair, dareth you show them,

plotting ways to catch their eyes,

you want them to look at you,

look at you, look-

a man rang the doorbell,

and you opened the door,

the Hijab lies in your room,

as you laid it to rest,

another man close to your heart,

calls you every night on your screen,

the Hijab lies in the closet,

as you laid it to rest.

there was a time so long ago,

when the Hijab was your shield,

you stood there bare naked now,

to those eyes that feast upon you,

and you pushed away His Grace,

as you laid the Hijab to rest.

If you have

If you have

T.E.A.R.S

(when you see a Muslim performs solat, or when you hear the azan, or a person reciting the Quran)

that's the starting point of Allah opening your heart to Him

and then

If you feel you're about to 

C.R.Y.

that's when you know, you heart and your soul yearns for Allah Taala ,

That's when you know, you need Islam in you life
-and you'll know where to look.

101 Questions to a Mualaf...

Which was my first step towards Islam?
    the beginning of curiosity. I've asked many, many questions about existence, meaning of life, why the differences in all of us, our religions. 


What brought me deeper into Islam?
    the first of many nights i've spent reading the translated version of Quran. Even when i was disappointed by life, crushed down by the weight of society, i continued reading, for the words brought me PEACE.


Why Islam?
    Its PERFECTION. Everything falls into place. The history of mankind, its many religions, the 4 kitabs. Reasons behind every actions. Meanings behind the devotion to Allah Taala. 


Were you 100% sure when you chose to say the Syahadah?
     No. Although I am 100% convinced Allah S.W.T is the truth. I'm not 100% sure that it' was the right time,if i will have the support that i needed. I believe it was FAITH in ALLAH that has guided me. Although I am not sure it's the right decision at that time, I let my faith in Allah to help and show me the way. I submitted myself, my everything to Allah Taala, and I recited the Syahadah.


What happened next?
     it wasn't as i've expected. I embraced Islam with zero knowledge of Fardhu Ain. You can ask me things said in the Quran, but I do not know how to Zahir them. I felt empty and helpless. I felt unsure. But again, it was my faith in Allah, the One, which brought me through.


     My friend introduced me to Fardhu Ain, the 5 Pillars of Islam, and the 6 Pillars of Iman. I was guided throughout my learning to solat.


How did you learned to perform the solat?
     Books and videos and observations. I quietly observed my friends perform their prayers and try them myself. I memorized the readings slowly. It took me 1 month to know them all by heart.
I started with performing the Zohor prayer daily, then, by the end of the month, I'm already performing the 5 daily prayers.


What did you feel when you performed your first solat?
     Alhamdulillah, and syukur. I don't remember if there were tears, but I remember the feeling of relief and satisfaction. As if the whole of my body has finally learned what it's supposed to do. I remember how i loved performing the prayers, but kept getting myself frustrated because I kept making mistakes that I have to repeat the solat again.

     Back then, I figured the more practise i can get, the better i'll be. So i'll find any chance i have to perform solat, be it solat sunat rawatib, sunat tahajud or just sunat mutlak.


    I love the feeling of sitting on the prayer mat, facing the kiblah, and knowing Allah Taala is accepting you as His servant.




....to be continued

doubts

O' Allah,

do You love her more?

do You hold him closer than me?

do You treasure them more than you treasure me?

w.h.e.r.e. can i find You, when i need You most?

Alhamdulillah.

Whenever,

Wherever,

Whatever,

We're tested on and upon,

Say it with your heart,

Syukur Alhamdulillah.

[Al-Ankabut:2-3]

Do men think that they will be left alone on saying, 'We believe,' and that they will not be tested? We did test those before them, and Allah will certainly know those who are true from those who are false.

Sabar, wahai Sabar.

Sabar,

wahai Sabar,

seruan padamu sering didatangi air mata,

tangisan keseorangan, sama ada dilihat

mahupun hanya disimpan,

lelaki, mahupun perempuan,

namun bagi mereka yang benar kaulewati,

sebalik tangisan kau berikan kekuatan,

yang mengukir ketenangan di batuan pilu.

Sabar,

wahai Sabar,

masa mungkin menjadi musuh ketatmu,

namun padamu ia tak wujud,

yang ada hanyalah kalungan doa dan seruan harapan,

serta redha yang menyiram bungaan mimpi-mimpi layu.

Sabar, wahai

Sabar,

mereka yang kau temani sering dipanggil bodoh,

menunggu sesuatu yang kabur,

habuan dan ganjaran jauh sekali dimata.

namun mereka yang mengerti, mereka juga ketahui,

pabila Sabar membuahkan Redha,

inilah ganjaran terhebat,

dan Sabar, ni rahsiamu yang teramat halus.

Sabar,

wahai Sabar,

sabarlah.

Shaken earth

T'was 21st of May, 2011, any Saturday afternoon...
when Allah s.w.t shaken the earth with His power,

an orphanage (Madrasah al-Taqwa) which housed boys aged 8-18 years old was hit by landslides.

the news reported that it was two landslides hitting the orphanage at the same time.

49 people were in the orphanage area at the time.

a group of young children(24-25 including their wardens), were rehearsing a performance under an outdoor tent, for some guests scheduled to visit them later in the evening.

they were the first victims of the landslides.





the landslides hit the orphanage at around 2.30pm.

The rescue team continued their rescue effort, amidst the heavy rain.

at exactly 5.05 am, 22nd May, 2011, the last victim (an 8 year-old boy) was finally dug up from the wreckage.

According to the final report, a total of 16 people (children & adults) lost their lives, while 9 other survived with 3 of them with major injuries.

-gratitude & respect, to the rescue team who made the undying effort in saving the victims.

O'Allah, 'Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un'

-To Allah we belong, and to Him is our return-

truly You are the holder of life and death,
of the earth, the rain, the sky,the wind,

from You came all the wrath,
to let us not forget to Whom we belong,
it is from You too, came all the beauty, the peace, the strength, and the faith,

that when You choose to give,
nothing can hold You from it,
and when You choose to take away,
not a thing in this universe can stop You from doing so,

O' Allah,
grant them the strength to go through this ordeal, with patience and preservation,
grant them the faith in You, to hold unto You, and bear this pain,

bless them, the souls of the dead,
ease their journeys in the Hereafter,
protect them, and have mercy for them,
forgive them for all their sins in this world,

O'Allah,
.....truly, You are the Greatest, the Most Merciful, the Most Forgiving.

Al-Fatihah...

twisted heart.

s.o.m.e.t.h.i.n.g.

about you that says,

y.o.u.'l.l. b.e. a.r.o.u.n.d.

in my life,

whenever i turn to you.

t.h.a.n.k.y.o.u.

"The hearts of all of the children of Adam (peace be upon him) are like a single heart between two of the fingers of the All-Merciful, and the All-merciful twists this heart in whatever way is willed"

if you twist this heart, Lord,
twist it, into the heart that loves You,
and finds peace in You,
and in Your faithful servants.
twist it, so that this heart,
yearns for You,
and in this heart that feels love,
will bring itself closer to You.

afraid im not...

i am not p.e.r.fe.c.t,
i have my f.l.a.w.s,

b.u.t i am willing to l.e.a.r.n,
and stand up for what i b.e.l.ie.v.e in,

i am not afraid of m.i.s.t.a.k.e.s,
because they t.e.a.c.h me more than success does,

i am not .a.f.r.a.i.d. of giving up things dear to me,
i am not afraid of losing it all,

if the g.a.i.n is in You.

Reminders for your heart

I posted this in my FB notes sometime ago. Turns out, i'm the one that needs it most right now, just hoping everything will be fine soon:-

When you capture yourself asking these questions...or saying these things...

return to His Words.

Why am I being tested?

[Al-Ankabut:2-3]

Do men think that they will be left alone on saying, 'We believe,' and that they will not be tested? We did test those before them, and Allah will certainly know those who are true from those who are false.

Why can't i get what i desire??

[Al-Baqarah:216]

Fighting is prescribed for you, and you dislike it. But it is possible that you dislike a thing which is good for you, and that you love a thing which is bad for you. But Allah knows, and you know not.

Why do i feel so burdened with this calamity..?

[Al-Baqarah:286]

On no soul does Allah place a burden greater than it can bear. It gets every good that it earns, and it suffers every ill that it earns.

(Pray):

"Our Lord! Condemn us not if we forget or fall into error; our Lord! Lay not on us a burden like that which You did lay on those before us; Our Lord! Lay not on us a burden greater than we have strength to bear. Blot out our sins, and grant us forgiveness. Have mercy on us. You are our Protector; help us against those who stand against faith."

Frustrated!!

[Ali-Imran:139]

So lose not heart, nor fall into despair: for you must gain mastery if you are true in faith.

How must i handle my troubles.?

[Al-Baqarah:45]

Nay, seek (Allah's) help with patient preserverance and prayer: it is indeed hard, except to those who bring a humble spirit-

What do I get from these trials and tribulations?

[At-Taubah:111]

Allah has purchased of the believers their persons and their goods; for theirs (in return) is the garden (of paradise): they fight in His cause, and slay and are slain: a promise binding on Him in truth, through the law, the Gospel, and the Qur'an: and who is more faithful to his covenant than Allah? Then rejoice in the bargain which you have concluded: that is the achievement supreme.

To whom should i put my hopes on?

At-Taubah:129]

But if they turn away say: Allah suffices me: There is no god but He: On Him is my trust- He is the Lord of the throne (of glory) supreme!

No....I just cant face this!!

[Yusuf:87]

"O my sons! Go you and enquire about Joseph and his brother, and never give up hope of Allah's soothing mercy: truly no one despairs of Allah's soothing mercy, except those who have no faith.

source: http://smilingladybirds.blogspot.com/

Syukur

Syukur Alhamdulillah,

all praises be to the Lord, Allah swt.

Syukur Alhamdulillah,

all praises be to Allah, the Almighty, the All-Forgiving,

He that has given so much,

yet asking none in return,

but in our faithfulness to His ibadah.

I miss Him, Allah Taala.
I long for the day to meet Him, my Creator,
if an orphan who finally found his long lost parents after 20 years can cry,
i cannot fathom the feelings of finally meeting Him, the Creator of everything.

If a child who lost his parents in a supermarket for two hours can feel so much fear,
that was how i felt, before He found me, in this maze of life.

Syukur,
Syukur alhamdulillah, He has brought me here in His path,

all praises be to Him, to His Final Messenger, Rasulullah saw,
all praises be to His angels, His Prophets,
and to those He has promised heaven.

I long for the day to meet Him,
and He'll say 'Salamun!'
just like in Yasin, verse 58, " Salamun! Qawlam-mir rabbir rahim!"
"Peace on you! will be the word form the most-merciful Lord"
to finally meet Him,

till then,

I shall sing my praises to Him,
I shall sing praises in His name,
till my tears dry,
till the morning sun rises,

till then,

Syukur, syukur alhamdulillah.

Hijau Si Buta

Si Buta,

tak pernah lihat,

tak pernah nampak,

tak pernah celik,

segala yang dunia tawarkan,

semua yang sudah manusia tengok,

yang biru itu langit,

yang hijau itu rumput,

yang jernih itu air,

dan yang berwarna-warni itu benda.

Si Buta,

dikasihani?

kekurangan?

dan buta itu menyusahkan?

tetapi si Buta tak pernah melihat apa yang diharamkan,

buta itu perisai kepada godaan nafsu dan syaitan,

dan kerana itu hatinya terpelihara,

dan kerana itu hatinya lebih celik,

mungkin,

biru si buta itu ketenangan,

warna-warni si buta itu kegembiraan,

jernih si buta itu kesucian,

dan hijau si buta itu paling berharga daripada emas,

kerana dia si buta yang megetahui, hijau itu pakaian syurga,

dan biru kita biru langit,

hijau kita hijau rumput,

warna-warni kita benda yang mewah,

siapakah yang lagi beruntung,

jika bukan si buta yang mengenali hijau,

dan dia berjalan ke arah itu.

Ini jalan berduri

Penantian itu suatu penyeksaan,

Penantian terhadap sesuatu yang sungguh rapuh menambah pilu,

senyap dalam penantian jawapan dipenuhi seribu kata tanpa disedari,

dan diri ini, takkan bisa mendapat apa yang sempurna dalam jalanNya.

Ini jalan berduri,

Ini jalan menyimpan seribu keraguan,

Ini jalan yang meminta sejuta pengorbanan,

dan langkah pertama yang membuka dunia baru,

hanya satu permulaan.

Jauhnya keberanian, bila duri-duri mula mencucuk,

indahnya kesakitan, melihat apa yang dijanjikanNya.

Murahnya air mata, bila jejak langkah sudah bermula,

Pedang-pedang menusuk daging,

tak terbanding dengan tusukan jiwa oleh kuasaNya.

Ini jalan berduri, namun tersimpan mawar-mawar mekar indah,

Ini jalan seribu keraguan, namun menanti satu janji indah,

Ini jalan sejuta pengorbanan, namun Dia yang menanti, mencukupkan segala.

Sakitnya, bila duri-duri yang dulu dipandang dari jauh sudah mula menusuk,

dan hanya dalam sabar dan tawakal,

langkah perlahan ini mampu diteruskan.

The dream

Dreams. How many times in my life, have dreams showed something significant?
I had a dream last night. A dream of war.
Not just any war.


but the war in Afghanistan...

I dreamed i was there, a witness to the horror and fear surrounding the land that every breath was infused with them.

Most vividly, i dreamed of the children...



I witnessed the enemy collected and gathered all the young children, in a space, a muddy field, barren land...

and they were murdered. Mass annihilation of the children in Afghanistan.

I witnessed horror that befell them.
....their hands and legs were chopped off... while still alive,
and were left to bleed to death.

I saw a father,
....unwilling to let go of his child,
and then the enemies came,
and chopped of the child's body, while the father was still clinging on to him,

and all was left, was the father, holding his child's head, crying in grief.



In the dream, I was, unprepared to witness the horror.
I managed to escape to somewhere safe, back to the ship that brought all of us (a group of journalists) there.

The fear felt so real.
That in my heart i said, "Allah, i was unprepared". "We will all die here".

I wrote in a book, what i saw. I remembered thinking, the whole world needs to know what is happening here. And it will be my duty to see through that this piece of writing reaches them.

And then i asked a man in the ship,
"If we die here, is it 'mati syahid'?"
He said yes.

and syahid is the best death that Allah swt can give to His servant.
In that dream, i accepted the fate.
To Allah i said, "I am ready. To die in your service."

and i woke up.

All these while, how i've been ignorant... How i've looked at the pictures of people, my fellow Islam brothers and sisters got killed to protect their land, their religion. To protect Allah swt's dignity. How i feel helpless, clueless in helping them.

And now,
i've been given a glimpse of how, if i were to fulfill my duty.. i should have been there. To fight
with them.

And give my life in the name of Allah swt.

How many of us, are willing to let go of everything else, and go to war against the enemies of Islam, and give our life in His name?

It is difficult.

yet right now, even if it is just a dream...
in another part of this earth,

another fellow brother and sister is being tortured and killed in the hands of the enemies...

Forgive me, Allah.

family

in my deepest desire,
more than anything else,
i want to have this....





a Muslim family....

to guide me in Islam,
to teach me to read His surahs,
to tell me stories of Hadith, stories of the Prophet Muhammad(pbuh),




parents who will tell me never to forget my solat,

parents who will say they will offer doa for me,

parents who will tell me in times of trouble "Seek for Allah, He will guide us",


more than anything else,
just like any other Muslim friends who have it,

yet,

no matter how hard i wish for,
this is something i'll never have.

engkau. tanah

engkau tanah yang terbiar?

menjadi padang perebutan tangan ke tangan.

engkau perjuangan yang dilupakan?

menjadi perigi menadah darah insani syahid,

menjadi sasaran tusukan pedang berdendam,

dan hanya mereka yang kehilangan, mengerti nilaimu.

engkau tanah yang dimiliki?

mereka merampas bersenjatakan kejam,

dan mereka-mereka yang menangisi engkau

yang sedikit demi sedikit hilang dari genggaman,

dimanakah kebebasan dalammu?

dimanakah perginya segala yang melakar sejarahmu sejak azali?

dimanakah hilangnya mereka yang berjanji mempertahankanmu?

dan dimanakah mereka yang seharusnya berjuang untuk saudara-saudara mereka?

dan engkau jatuh kerana mereka yang terlupa,

dan engkau terus menakung darah-darah dan air mata insani lemah,

dan di atasmu, pedang kekejaman masih berkilau megah,

bilakah kau kan berdiri kembali,

bersama kegemilanganNya yang menciptamu?

bersama umatnya yang beriman?

atau kau kan terus jatuh.

kerana kini iman hanya suatu permainan.

(inspired from Palestine's plight)

Yang ku-cari

Yang kucari,

bukanlah harta sejuta peti,

bukanlah kaya seumur hidup,

dan bukanlah emas sepenuh bilik.

Yang kuidamkan,

bukanlah wajah secantik bunga,

bukanlah tubuh seindah mekar,

bukanlah baju semahal sutera,

dan bukanlah teman yang dilihat pada rupa.

Yang kuimpikan,

bukanlah rumah sebesar istana,

bilik-bilik semewah bangsawan,

kereta-kereta sederet menunggu,

mahupun makan minum setanding raja-raja.

sesungguhnya,

dalam jiwa dan hati yang kerap dihasut cemburu,

nafsu dan termakan pujian syaitan,

lebih daripada segalanya,

yang kuinginkan,

hanya keredhaanMu,

air mata yang jatuh keranaMu,

hati yang selalu mengingatiMu,

jiwa yang bersyukur keranaMu,

suara yang selalu memuji namaMu, ayat-ayatMu,

sepasang mata yang dapat melihat kekuasaanMu,

lutut,tubuh,dan dahi yang tak henti-henti bersujud keranaMu.

dan segala yang lain telah dan akan dicukupkanMu.

Inilah yang kucari.yang kuingin.dan yang kuimpikan.