The essence of love

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is to love and be loved in return. ~ From "Unforgettable with Love" - Natalie Cole



People are ready to sacrifice there lives for the religion that they follow; a religion that runs as red droplets of life as jihad in their long-sleeved, wacky arms. This religion is love, it is imaan. It is waking up every new morning when then sun breaks in and opening your window pane for that perfecto sight of life that smiles back at you. It is going to sleep every single night, with a tear in your eyelids and a prayer in your lips; that wherever she is, she is happy and untouched by any greif.

When you go down in your knees, and bow down to Allah, you feel more close to him. However, when you remember her speaking to you, chattering constantly, her eyes making looking like glowing fireballs; you aim for her that broken eyelash, it seems that you can see Allah's hand just above her. She's a shadow of His angel, she's a chorus directly cheered of from the heaven. She's not human, she's floating all the time in between innocence and maturity. Every stride in her pace, spreads fragance to the word of living itself.

Someday, sometime, life just seems like a canvas that was painted with the silent hues. Hues that do not speak of themselves much. But, when you open up the drapes and look at that beautiful azure sky, you know it's being baroqued by her presence, all the stars out there are admiring her from heavens. You want to snatch every moment of life, to think of her, to hear her speak, to feel her deep in your skin. That's the religion, that keeps you alive every new day.