It is only a tiny rosebud, A flower of Allah’s design. But I cannot unfold the petals with these clumsy hands of mine. The secret of unfolding flowers is not known to such as I. Allah opens this flower so sweetly, when in my hands they fade and die. If I cannot unfold a rosebud, This flower of Allah’s design, Then how can I think I have wisdom to unfold this life of mine? So I’ll trust in Him for His leading, each moment of everyday. I will look to Him for His guidance each step of the pilgrims way. The path that lies before me, only my creator knows. I’ll trust in Him to unfold the moments, just as He unfolds the rose.
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