An interval between our origin and the final destination,
Be as a traveling stranger,
Who's merely a guest while fulfilling his supplies and provisions.
We are tested at every turn,
With trials and burdens,
Some obvious others hidden,
Thus is the reality of God's servants.
While we are the best of His creations,
Far yet we are from perfect submission,
Tasked with stewardship of this precious existence,
Lo! Remember only to Him should we ask sustenance.
Have we enough for the end of days,
To answer to God for every do's and says,
For truly here we are being screened and measured,
To separate from the mass those whom Jannah will be assured.
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~may Allah bless~
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