In the dark of the night,
The young girl sat down
Alone, lonely, and secluded.
She was kneeling, bowing her head.
Strings of words spoken, softly,
“Allah, I am tired,
I am desperate,
I am stuck,
Feeling despicable, and sinful.”
She cried, sobbing.
Her gaze was diverted to the thing in front of her.
A book.
Clean and well maintained.
She choked, asking herself,
“When was the last time I read the Qur’an?”
“When was the last time I immersed myself in prayer?”
“When was the last time I complained to Allah, The Creator?”
She gasped.
Opened the sacred sheet before her, slowly.
A verse lay clearly: “O My servants who have been transgressed against themselves (by sinning).
Do not despair of the mercy of Allah.
Indeed, Allah forgives all sins.
Indeed, it is He Who is The Forgiving, The Merciful.”
The young girl was stunned.
She rose, took an ablution.
Putting on her hijab, she cried,
Shed all her tiredness and sorrow.
She then rediscovered a long-lost calm,
Found a peace that finally came.
Written by: Salsabila Abdul Aziz
Edited by: The Editorial Team
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