Red Rose

When the angels fashioned her shape in the womb they asked:
“Oh Allah, what should her name be?”

HE informed them that her name would be Rosa.
They asked:
“What will be the complexion of her skin?”

It is as If He replied “What other color shall a Rose be then Red?
Beautiful, sweet smelling; a token of love distributed on every occasion.”

The angels asked “Oh Lord of all creation, how shall she live her life?”

So it was written…

The sun would shine upon her as an orphan and the moon would witness the birth of her first girl, guided and made a believer.

A protector of her little brother until their separation…

Rosa’s life will be a struggle; she will wander from land to land having no peace.

Though the whispers tell her she failed, her children call her from a distance.

The girl says “Ummi, come to Islam, worship Allah alone. There is no other way.”

And you… will get back your children; if not in this life then in the Hereafter.

And you… will receive your blessings from your good deeds.

Times multiples
Times multiples

And you… will get back your honor,
Both in this life and the Hereafter
Where you….will want for nothing.
But most of all…

You…will get to see Allah’s face.

By Nasrah Rose