Good Morning, My Most Kind Poem by Samaneh Nazerian

Good Morning, My Most Kind



It was the night when I reached the seashore,
I slept fitfully; one knocked at the door,

I did not take care,
Who could know me there! ?
There was a light rain,
I was in great pain!

'Shall we ever worthy be,
To step into Eternity? '

The knock was heard at the door again,
I tried to get up and do return!

Behind the door, someone was there,
To find Him there, was a gift and rare!

I knew Him deep in heart and mind,
He was the most Kind to mankind!

He told me wake up,
'Hey, you have grown up,
You are the best,
To be my guest!

The holy month has just arrived,
Revealed Quran is at your side,
By which you draw closer to the Lord,
Who is the source of greatest comfort! '

Yea, right and certainly,
We all know Him truly!
Let's reply to Him and see,
A World of Eternity!

It's time to surmount our low desires,
Redirect our life away from fires,
Abstain from food,
Practice the good!

Let's make a start,
And pray to God,
Say morning to Him,
Do abstain from sin!

Pure and clean,
Strong and keen,
Take steps toward the Lord,
Be like Him, word by word!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It has been written on the occasion of the Holy Month of Ramadan.
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