Unfolding the Rose

Long ago one day, I asked my dad

What my future would be like

He gave me a rose bud to unfold

And said therein the secret lies

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 wilt 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 Him for His unfolding

Each moment of every day.

I will look to Him for His guidance

Each step in a  momin way.

The pathway that lies before me,

Only Allah in the heaven knows.

I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,

Just as He unfolds the rose.

Just like the eyes need the light to see

Aql needs a guide to show the path

Maola Burhanuddin is my shining guide

That illuminates my daily unfolding path

Among his many other karam & ehsaan

his doa  always keeps me in aafiyat

I always pray for his good health

And a long life ta qiyamat.

Abd-e-Syedna, TUS-Shk. Husain Jamali, Anjuman-e-Burhani, Los Angeles, CA