|—||Duaa Al-Iftitah (via milksheikh)|
In a few days, the story of eternal Ishq is retold,
a story told by Zainab and Umul-al Baneen (a.s).
A story that has been told over and over,
for more than a thousand years.
And shall remain stapled in our hearts,
as long as every shia’s heart beats..
HUSSAIN HUSSAIN HUSSAIN
|—||Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist (via wordsnquotes)|
Today I woke up to being embraced in my mother’s arms. She drove 3 hours in the middle of the night to arrive around fajr time. Wow this feels unreal guys YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH I MISSSEDD HER!
just you and my morning tea,
the moment I rise.
|—||Amirul Mo’minin Imam Ali ibn Abi Talib (ع) al-Khisal p. 1088 (via shiaislam)|
O Ahmad (S)! The countenance of the seekers of goodness and of the Hereafter is kind; their modesty is a lot and foolishness is little; their plotting is little. People are at ease on their account while their own souls are wearisome. Their speech is balanced. They hold themselves to account, wearing them out; their eyes sleep but not their hearts. Their eyes are tearful and hearts are in remembrance. When people are recorded as oblivious, they are written among those who remember. At the beginning of a bliss they praise [their Lord] and at its end they thank [Him]. Their supplication is raised with Allah, their speech is heard. The angels are happy on their account. Their supplication runs under the veils. The Lord loves to hear their speech just as a mother loves her child. Nothing distracts them from Allah for a twinkling of an eye, nor do they want plenty of food, or plenty of talk, or plenty of clothing. In their regard, people are dead while Allah is Living, Subsisting, Great. They call upon those who depart from them back to their generosity and seek those who approach them with kindness. Life in this world and in the Hereafter is one to them. People die once, while each of them dies seventy times a day because of self struggle and opposition to what he desires even though Satan runs in his veins. If the wind moves, it shakes them, yet when they stand before Me, they are like a strong building. I see their hearts being occupied by no human; therefore, I swear by My Dignity and Greatness, I shall let them live a good life:
If the soul of one of them departs from his body, I shall not send the angel of death unto him, and none shall seize his soul except Me, and I shall order the Gardens to be decorated, the huris with large lovely eyes to be wedded, the angels to pray, the trees to produce their fruit, the fruits of Paradise to be more accessible, and I shall order a wind from those that blow under the Arsh to carry mountains of camphor and fragrant musk to become fuel without fire to accompany him as he enters, and there shall be no veil between Me and his soul. At the time when his soul is seized, I shall say, ‘Welcome to your return unto Me! Ascend with honors, glad tiding, mercy, Ridhwan and gardens wherein they shall have a lasting felicity where they shall abide forever; surely Allah has with Him a great reward.’ Had you only seen how each angel takes the soul and passes it on to another!
No matter who you are or what you’ve done, raise your hands and supplicate. Its never too late to repent and its never too much to ask for.
|—||Imam Ali (a), Ghurar al-Hikam, pg 40 #32 (via yaseeneducation)|
The ocean is black, the only sounds are the waves crashing against the shore, and the only lights are the stars shining from above.
When it happens we’ll find out :)
|—||John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via feellng)|