YA ALLAH YOU OWN ME
I am poor and suffers from poverty
It may be that this was written for me
It may be that deprived from life's luxury
Will bring me closer to piety.
Though I will try to be rich financially
I will only get the provision that was meant for me
So even if at times I go hungry
Still I'll smile because any wealth I have don't even belong to me.
I am sick with an illness that weakens my body
One that even the doctors cannot give a remedy
It may be that Allah have this already decreed
So I may die closer to HIM, and very much ready.
My health and my strength are given by my Lord
And it is HE who has the right to give the final word
To the Angel of Death who'll take me away
After all, life in the Dunya is just but half a day.
I lost a person I didn't want to lose
And crying about it would be of no use
Because HE who gives is HE who shall have it diminished
But that does not mean that my life is finished.
My sadness, my happiness
My laughter and my tears
My success, my downfall
I don't own them at all.
Even the air I breathe
And the chair I'm sitting
Even the gift of knowing
None are my belonging.
So if I am sad
I will bear it with patience
If I am glad
I shouldn't waste it.
If I am blessed
I need to share
If I am knowledgeable
I need to be humble.
If I am in calamity
I should accept it willingly
If I am happy
I need to act moderately.
Ya Allah, I surrender unto you
Just like the heartfelt du'a of the Rasul (s.a.w)
My forehead is in Your hand
I am Your slave just as my parents.
You are Allah, Glorified and Exalted
You are Allah, the Most High, the Most Great
You have absolute control over me
And I am grateful for whatever's my destiny.
Oh ya Allah, You own me.
Oh ya Allah please guide me
Life's destination starts and ends with you
I seek for nothing more but to be steadfast in worshipping YOU.
Ameen.
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