Without Thee, O Beloved, I cannot rest;
Thy goodness toward me I cannot reckon.
Though every hair on my body becomes a tongue,
A thousandth part of the thanks due to Thee I cannot tell.
– Pir Bishr Yasin
Without Thee, O Beloved, I cannot rest;
Thy goodness toward me I cannot reckon.
Though every hair on my body becomes a tongue,
A thousandth part of the thanks due to Thee I cannot tell.
– Pir Bishr Yasin
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my body literally shook on reading this.
very recently i had this little realization about gratitude which inshallah i would like to share in my blog soon. and it came from very simple mundane events.
this quote is wonderful.