I accept there are standards of giving, and standards of those whom alms are given too; Standards of sorrow; thousands of sorrows will never cover 1 sorrow of your life!
I saw the beloved with my eyes; I saw him; At times present and at others omnipresent; I saw the beloved with my eyes. At times unveiled at others hidden.
I saw the beloved with my eyes; I saw him; At times possible at others impossible; I saw the beloved with my eyes. At times non existent at others eternal.
I saw the beloved with my eyes; I saw him; At places a voluntary act of faith, at others a compulsory act of worship; I saw the beloved with my eyes. At times a king on a throne; at others a beggar with a bowl.
I saw the beloved with my eyes; I saw him; At times i saw the beloved dressed in the robe of a sweetheart; at times in a newborn; I saw the beloved with my eyes. At times embodiment in your mothers mercy; and your fathers security.
I saw the beloved with my eyes; I saw him; At times in the act of charity given by a lover; for the beloved; I saw the beloved with my eyes. In the azaan of your birth; and in the final act of your funeral prayer.
I saw the beloved with my eyes; I saw him; Praiseworthy showing His most praised; I saw the beloved with my eyes. In the lamentations of separations and in the joys of unions.
I saw the beloved with my eyes; I saw him;
In the White pages of the Quraan, and the Jet black ink of ayats and surahs
In the emergence of earth, and the towering sky;
I saw the beloved with my eyes.
