It was a morning of hot sun and blue sky when the humble coffin containing a body without life was lowered to the grave.
Whom does it the question be? Almost nobody knows.
Many people accompanying the coffin?
No. You punish a few persons.
Nobody cries.
Nobody will miss her.
Nobody to say goodbye or even soon.
Shortly afterwards that the body vacated the simple room of the asylum, where that woman had passed good part of his life, the girl responsible for the cleaning thought in a drawer beside the bed, some annotations.
They were annotations on the pain...
On the pain that someone felt because of having being left .... because of his choices, because of his long-suffering life .. for causes of...
Perhaps the suffering was much bigger, without the choices.
Oh! If they could how it is sad feel the pain of the desertion...
But I chose " Allah (cc)...
With this choice, Allah (cc) ordered the biggest present what someone can have: The TRUE FAMILY...
For short moment, I knew the " happiness ' "..
I thank Allah (cc) every day...
However, there is strength what we do not know..
They exist, mouths what they speak what they do not understand...
And I, here...
The days go by...
They want that I smile....
they are not here... dont know nothing...
they only believe in what they think or understand
.. but not here...
but
yes, the smile is a prayer...
but , my Allah(cc) , how can i being a hypocrite?
the hypocrisy is a sin...
then, I pray... Allah (cc) protects my family, from
all the hypocrites and cruelty... Bless my family
with your protection, please...
Help me helping them...
The hope feeds me, or I to food the hope, I do not know...
But I know: Allah (cc) says inside my heart...
However, here, the whole prejudice, for no reason of being ... I disregard..
For whom it is, together with the family, it is easy to criticize, to speak ... to express one's opinion ... and and to maintain far...
Nevertheless, Allah (cc) speaks in our hearts, and, the one who knows, one day, will speak in heart, of whom it does not understand ... and inshAllah, these persons, will be able to listen...
The important thing is my family, present of Allah (cc) .. for the one who chooses Allah (cc)... I thank my Allah (cc) and pray for my family, to have the protection ... and to be able to be with his family ... to be loved, taken care, respected..
But, now ... I here ... far...
How it will swallow this knot that insists in being in my throat, day after day?
All the tears what I cried were not sufficient to undo it.
I feel what the twilight of this existence brings near...
Sometimes, in my dreams, I see a lovely garden...
It is a different garden, which transcends the walls and which opens in ways in flower that take another reality, where affectionate arms wait for me with love and joy...
And in the way .. there my family is, side by side...
In the dream I can be nearby .. as well as in my hope..
But, when I wake up, it is my reality what I see...
what I survive ... what I feel...
How it will swallow this knot, which insists in being in my throat, day after day?
thankyou very much Allah(cc) my Sir... but, please, lets me to be near my family....
more one time...
And, please, give all protection to him...
and understandng enought for who say what dont know.. because they are not
You Allah(cc)
Thankyou for my life, the garden, dreams ... and family. amin
