OK. It seems that spring haas sprung upon us. Two days ago, I was shivering. Now the fan is on full. At least I can wash my face without trembling from the cold!
P.S. mother has planted beautiful flowers all over!
Allah is Beautiful, and Hu Loves Beauty!
When the primordial Question, "Am I not your Lord?" reached my perception, I remember, I had said, "Yes! And You are Beautiful! And I love You!" That became the anthem of my soul. Then I was put to sleep. Now I wake up. This is a chronicle of my awakening.
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