Desert Rose
I began my journey the day I was born.
My name told my destiny.
Yet, it remained hidden for me to discover.
I traveled a long time to get to this moment.
So many cactuses I stumbled over in the dark.
No star lighted my path– I was not yet awake.
Naivety guided me into sandstorms that made wounds in my soul.
Ignorance blinded me as the cactus' thorns scratched me.
However, these wounds propelled me forward and kept me on
a certain path.
One day, when I looked ahead, I saw an oasis.
A mirage, I thought, so I slowly walked towards it– expecting
to be fooled again.
When I reached the mirage, I found a rose.
I touched it and found it was no dream.
Entranced by this rose, I placed it in the vase of my heart.
As it took root, it became a part of me.
My blindness lifted, for I could see the true Light.
Faith rested in my heart.
My desert rose led me to this destiny.
When I stray– its paper thorns remind me to come back to
the straight path.
Each day it continues growing, it strengthens my heart and
my soul.
I water it with my prayers, my charity, my fasting.
This rose is here to stay–
It guides me to an eternal Garden.
My thoughts, my goals, my actions are preparing my place in
that Garden.
That is where I will rest my roots–
As long as this rose remains in my heart.
Written by Lena Winfrey Seder
a convert to Islam
Posted with love,
Fatimah
Each convert takes their journey in a differnt path and yet we all discover Islam some how the same.. Each story I read seems so familiar and beautiful in their own way.When I read this I had tears from the love I felt inside her wordsand remembering my own feelings brought me closer to God at this time.I hope the words inspire you to feel closer to God and to give you peace this music, art work and the words I have blended for you.:heart:
This post is beautiful very beautiful:heart: it reminds me of this …..lai…lai..lai..aa^..pa..aa^..pa..ma..pa..lalima de afrina de din hau husain’wah^ ho ya ho ya husain’ di^ di^de nin hau husain’wah^ ho ya ho ya husain’ di^di^de nin hau husain’wah^…….aliya husain’ di di][sting]I dream of rain{yele yele}[husain wah^]I dream of gardens in the desert sand[hus..ain wah^]I wake in vain[husain’wah^……….]I dream of love as time runs through my handI dream of fire[oo..oo..]Those dreams that tie two hearts that will never dieAnd near the flames{yele yele}[ho..ho..ho..]The shadows play in the shape of the mans desireThis desert rose{yele yele}Whose shadow bears the secret promiseThis desert flower{yele yele}No sweet perfume that would torture you more than thisAnd now she turns{yele yele}This way she moves in the logic of all my dreamsThis fire burns{yele yele}I realize that nothings as it seemsI dream of rain{yele yele}[ho ho..ho]I dream of gardens in the desert sandI wake in vain{yele yele}I dream of love as time runs through my handI dream of rain{yele yele}I lift my gaze to empty skies aboveI close my eyesThe rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love[cheb mami][aa ma na ma na ma na ma na na ma..aa…pa..aa….aa^..aaa..aaa……][lai…. ma^ .. pa ma^… pa ma pa][sting]{yeh…}I dream of rain{yele yele}[husain’wah^..]I dream of gardens in the desert sandI wake in vain{yele yele}[husain’wah^..]I dream of love as time runs through my hand[I wa^ in pain]Sweet desert rose{yele yele}Whose shadow bears the secret promiseThis desert flower{yele yele}[o^…]No sweet perfume that would torture you more than thisSweet desert roseThis memory of hidden hearts and soulsThis desert flowerThis rare perfurme is the sweet intoxication of love[he..oo…he oo….he oo..ali ya..mohomadali..ali ya……mohomadali..ya..yooo……] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZfdYBIjy-Ag
HI Cocoa,Thank you for feeling the post and I did a post on this song as wella while ago .Shokran jazzeeland:heart:
Remembe my brain is not what it used to be .
you’re fine my dear :heart:
lol sounds great
im just ate a cinnamon and ginger cake with icing 😀 and its yuuuuuuummy most of its gone down the front of me 😆 😆
Great poem, greater feelings. The writer and the sender, whether the same or not , both deserve an applause from the bottom of my heart. I breezed past this site after a long time again for one of those one-minute-vacations . Oh, what a vacation it was….and hopefully is.Love RKK
Hi RKK,Thank you for your visit which is LONG OVER DUE :DI had to post this poem from this girl as it touched my heartand soul and brought tears to my eyes.Thank you for enjoying that mini vacation too LoveZen Ya