Author: M***a
Date:
Review: From lofty skies, provisions gently fall, Through paths unknown, unseen by all. When hands give freely, the soul feels light, And Allah replies with grace and might. Behind a simple act to lift the weak, Lies rewards far more than we dare to seek. Not always wealth, but guidance shines, Or lasting health-His perfect signs. How Merciful You are, O Lord Most Kind, To hear the whispers in a servant's mind. A small act done with love and grace, You return it in countless, silent ways. No deed is lost, no goodness vain, You send Your gifts like healing rain. Indeed, You see what others miss, And bless the hearts that seek no praise in bliss.
Color: White
Size: 1pc
