THE TREATISE OF LOVEMother .Your calm face is Kabah
direction
Where my face facing, submitting, in the serenity prostrationMy
mother teaches love
She teaches enthusiasm
Her eyes are lake
That reflective every transparent
Her lips celebrate that drip prayers You are like blue sky
Muffles pain in the soft yearning
Love your mother
Sun always shining Rise in the entire heart every bad boys, like
me
Supporting thousands of moon with shiny nirvana
Mother is blanket that warms cold heart
Before morning come and sun returns rise
Mother .
Every granules tear that you drop for me
In the prayer, love, and expectation
Is strands of prayer beads
In the breath of my dhikr
