How can you describe anything like it?
When all that makes sense is that great peace that lay inside your heart, as you forehead and nose touch the ground, a submission to Him?
When you'd feel you're made of light?
No worldly possession ever came close, not even an inch
sometimes..that's just it
why worry about process and the likes..
Allah held our hearts
Allah held our hearts
When all that makes sense is that great peace that lay inside your heart, as you forehead and nose touch the ground, a submission to Him?
When you'd feel you're made of light?
No worldly possession ever came close, not even an inch
sometimes..that's just it
why worry about process and the likes..
Allah held our hearts
Allah held our hearts
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