A crescent rose within my month — in Shawwal’s light it softly streams, O Lord, accept what we have done — on Qadr’s night of whispered dreams. Was it forgiveness that You gave — or burning trials in searing flame? Or did You cleanse me of my past — and gently call me by my name? Will You forget my every fault — O Lord, and hear my frail excuse? Or will my sins before Your sight — deny my soul its hoped-for truce?
Crescent of Mercy — A Soul’s Call on Eid Night- Written by Mansoureh Shobeyri
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