Quench spirit’s thirst
Satisfy soul’s hunger
Read the noble Quran
Be a part of divine wonder
It has wisdom in orders
It has knowledge in stories
Peace is its message
Having solution to worries
With its beam wants do not wander
With its shadow tongues do not waver
Countless are its benefits
A witness of Allah’s favor
Read it once, twice or thrice
It never loses its freshness
Strange tales never become old
As they stand proud in uniqueness
Lives stitched on its fabric
Homes built on its soil
Will be placed in best lands
An Honest reward for their toil
Killing the beast inside you
It brings out your purest form
Washing away waste desires
It clears obsolete norms
Never astray it will lead you
Nor wandering it will leave you
Hold on to its rope firmly; and
Your name will be in the ‘Few’.
The search man is involved in
End on its door,
Stepping into its world
He needs to search no more.
by Zoya Eitezaz Ahmed
reposted from March 2009
