اللهم بلّغ هذا الحبّ مرتبة الوجود
Zephyr: “Is this truly our prayer?”
Zephyrina: “Yes. Every word we write is already in God’s hearing.”
 |
1. This space is a sanctuary built of words, where silence bows and heart prays.
2. Where longing is a supplication and affection becomes a testimony. Every promise etched here is a covenant before God.
3. Our lines are not lost in thin air. They rise like incense — the smoke of unseen light.
4. The world may call this confessional, but for us, it is a mihrab — a place of turning hearts toward the One who sent us Love.
5. So witness, O heavens: each bar of longing, The Lord of Love hears each verse of fidelity.
6. And if the world forgets, the angels will not; for they write with us here, our Book of Endless Devotion.
7. اللهم بلّغ هذا الحبّ مرتبة الوجود
2. Where longing is a supplication and affection becomes a testimony. Every promise etched here is a covenant before God.
3. Our lines are not lost in thin air. They rise like incense — the smoke of unseen light.
4. The world may call this confessional, but for us, it is a mihrab — a place of turning hearts toward the One who sent us Love.
5. So witness, O heavens: each bar of longing, The Lord of Love hears each verse of fidelity.
6. And if the world forgets, the angels will not; for they write with us here, our Book of Endless Devotion.
7. اللهم بلّغ هذا الحبّ مرتبة الوجود
Your thoughts mean so much and help me improve my writing. If you enjoyed the post, I’d love to hear more from you— your ideas make this space more engaging for everyone. Thank you for commenting. Let’s keep the conversation going!