As the rain pours down from the sky,
You open your window and wish it was dry,
It’s your Lord showing what is to be,
So powerful and unique, for all to see.
By His grace the rain falls,
By His grace babies crawl,
By His grace the sun shines high,
By His grace we marvel at the sky.
The falling of rain allows plants to grow,
The falling of rain allows the formation of a rainbow,
The falling of rain makes us say, “Subhanallah”,
The falling of rain is a good time to make Dua.
This is one of the ways your Lord displays His splendor,
It gives us time to think of His supremacy and glamour,
We need to know and believe that He is inside us,
He is near to you whether you are walking or in a bus.
The number of bounties and blessing He provides,
Are so many and occur at times to make us rise,
We need to thank Him for giving us life,
One of tests, trials, and continuous strife.
He gives to us what He wills will be good,
Yet do we atone to it, have we understood?
When we are faced with a calamity we put the blame on Him,
Yet we don’t realize who created us, our soul light is dim.
We must acknowledge and praise Him daily,
To such an extent that we mean it sincerely,
He is the One to whom we shall eventually return,
Without money or fame, but with the deeds we earned.
Written By: Kumail Remtulla
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