21 articles avec rabia's poems
O God, Another Night is passing away,
Another Day is rising —
Tell me that I have spent the Night well so I can be at peace,
Or that I have wasted it, so I can mourn for what is lost.
I swear that ever since the first day You brought me back to life,
The day You became my Friend,
I have not slept —
And even if You drive me from your door,
I swear again that we will never be separated.
Because You are alive in my heart.
"You love the world very dearly, if you did not love the world , you would not mention it so much. It is always the purchaser who first disparges what he wants to buy. I f you were done with the world, you would not mention it either for good or evil. As it is, you keep mentionning it because, as the proverb says, whoever loves a thing mentions it frequently."