That I am perfect
Indeed, I am not
Only I strive for perfection…
It’s unattainable you might say
But I think the blood, sweat and tears, are worth it…
For a haven that’s so safe
So beautiful, so perfect
Cannot be attained, by our mere half-worship
What I describe is not temporary beauty
Neither is it momentary pleasure
It is not a transient, ephemeral, short-lived memory
It is not restricted leisure
Nay, it is not
For the exquisite splendor we are dreaming of
Is not for the fainthearted
Not for the passive dreamers
Nor for the time wasters or those who never get started
Have we been guaranteed infinity?
Will you and I be living forever?
Then let’s not fall into our illusion, deception and fantasy
For we no longer have the luxury
To waste our precious, invaluable time…
Have you heard of the man who died on the boat?
Or the other one who was still eating?
Or the young girl running after her friends
Or the fortunate lady who breathed her last whilst prostrating?
Did they know their lifetime was over?
I think they were just like you and I
Anticipating their next outing
Or looking forward to their friends’ chatting…
O you who reside in the graves..
What advice do you have for Allah’s slaves?
You would trade the world for a prayer,
A dua’, a kind word, a favor;
Whilst we continue to love this lowly life…
Let this be a wake-up call
For you and I
Before the trumpet is exposed
Or the doors of repentance are closed…
Every breath we take
Should be for Allah
So that maybe, just maybe
We are taken whilst saying, “Ya Allah”!
Live every moment like it’s your last
Please Allah with every blast
For He is the Most-Beneficent, Most-Merciful…
Repent for each and every sin
Forgive with each and every grin
Plan your precious time wisely
Pack your afterlife luggage nicely
And never stop rehearsing for that interview
Between you and the All-Mighty…
How can we prepare for death? How can we prepare our soul for the Day of Judgement? Please leave your thoughts and suggestions in the comments section below. 🙂