My entrance to Heaven

By: Sister Mardhiya

Clothed in my prayer robe;
ready to announce,
that You indeed are my utmost love.
Gently I walk past the morning window,
peering outside,
into my green yard.
I see the flowers;
drooping down in humiliation.
The birds chirping aloud,
as though whispering to their beloved.
The sky putting on its best color,
to depict its fascination.
The wind slowing its pace;
taking out moments from its routine.
The rain drops, pouring gently,
with a pleasant rhythm.
Ah ... what a blessed encountance !
As I headed to commence my prayer;
Drowning in love,
I lowered my brow;
and leveled it to the ground.
To Him I bowed;
by which I exalted my soul.
" My Master I have wronged myself,
by deviating from your light "
echoed in my heart.
In return, I cried with tears,
that melted the candle,
chanting slogans of " Here I am Master ! "
" Would you now permit me entrance ? "
The pages of Quran lying on my side,
flipped vigorously as the wind blew,
halting onto the most appealing reply,
" I listen to the prayer of every suppliant when he calleth on Me"