What good is a poem without your name.  What good is a flower without your praise.
 
Allah Created you then us.  You are an example of Allahs beauty.
 
To see you would be a dream come come true.  To meet you would be heavenly.
 
All that I see was created for you.  The moon and stars for your pleasure.  The birds and bees for your praise.
 
You came to this world to wake the living dead.  And in that you succeeded.  You turned a cold heart into a heart of gold with your presence.
 
Never has a man like you ever affected so many lives. Before you and even after you.
 
To love you is to love Allah.  To love Allah is to love you.  There is no other way.
 
So I ask you Oh Beautiful Prophet (Sallallahu Alayhi Wasallam), Please take me by your blessed hand and eluminate my dead soul.
 
Only you can guide me to my Lord.
 
you truly are what the Qur'an says, A MERCY TO ALL MANKIND.

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