That laughter did not just echo in the air...

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There was a time I spoke of my dreams the way a child speaks of the stars softly, innocently, with affection in my voice.  I shared them not as a burden, not as a demand, but simply as a piece of my heart. And somewhere along the way, my dreams were misunderstood, and the very thing I had trusted with affection was turned into something to laugh at. That laughter did not just echo in the air, it echoed inside my chest. And something fragile within me shattered quietly. My intention had been pure. My words had been gentle. But still, they were misunderstood. So slowly I learned to hold my heart back, to keep my dreams folded within my silence. Today, while standing in prayer, I spoke of those same dreams again but this time only to Allah. And suddenly I understood something. Those dreams were never meant to be carried by the world. Where my sincerity was misunderstood, Allah understood it before I even spoke. Where my heart once felt small, He made it feel seen. For I always knew th...
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Rabi ul awwal 2019💕🌙

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💚Rabi ul Awwal Mubarak💚🤩

 🌙The new moon of Rabi al-Awwal has appeared, the month in which Allah brought forth His best and most perfect,His Chosen One, His Beloved, the Most Noble of the First and the Last in the sight of the Lord of the Worlds. His ﷺ uncle Sayyiduna Abbas said to him ﷺ: 🌙
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‎ُوأَنْتَ لَمَّا وُلِدْتَ أشْرَقَتْ الأَرْضُ وضَاءَتْ بِنُورِكَ الأُفُق
‎ُفَنَحْنُ في ذلك الضِّياءِ وفي النُّورِ وسُبْلِ الرَّشَادِ نَخْتَرِق
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When you were born the earth and the horizons were illuminated by your light
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We remain bathed in that glow and it continues to light the path as we travel it
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Every mawlid composed later is merely echoing what the Companions said to the Chosen One. They were the first people to celebrate the mawlid.
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Strive in this noble month to please the Chosen One, seeking to please Allah. Please him with your intentions, your ambitions, your words and deeds. Allah is pleased with those that praise his Prophet, those that venerate His Prophet ﷺ, those that support His Prophet ﷺ. He is pleased with that which pleases the Prophet ﷺ. Allahūmma A'ameen 💚

 Sayyidi Habib Umar bin Hafīz (may Allah protect him and benefit us by him) #HeIsMuhammadﷺ #Peacebeuponhim #RabiUlAwwal 
                          -Ambivertsyed

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