The Night
Night time and all is still
Birds no longer trill.
All is calm and dark outside,
A quiet time for all to hide.
Stars twinkle across the sky.
While the gleaming moon rises high.
Time for us to say our prayers,
And to Allah give all our cares.
Reflecting on our book of deeds,
Begging Allah to fulfill our needs.
May we be truly sad,
For things we have done that’s bad.
Hearts with a burning love,
To be honoured with Heaven above.
Longing for the kindness of Mustafa,
Drinking with him at his Kawthar.
And as we shut our eyes
Have the hope for Allah’s prize.
To be with Him in His Garden,
Blessed and saved by His pardon.
