A Daughter’s Love

Her heart once knew the warmth of that shining Sun. The sun under which her eyes used to coruscate and her soul used to feel secured from the darkness. The darkness which she knew will surround her if she ever stepped outside the sky of her sun. Her Sun who was King of the Castle in which she lives and still feels his fragrance all around, who brought her up in his hands, who loved her even when she refuses to go in his arms with her little nods because she was scared of the new face in her regime but when she first held onto his finger with her little tender hands clutching it and gazing the sparkles in his eyes, she knew at the very moment that she was being loved, she knew that it is the safest place she could ever be and she knew that this warmth will never fade.

It was the everlasting Love which only a Father can provide to his little princess.

But nothing can go against the Will Of Allah and so the King retired from his throne. For 20 years she lived under the blissed shelter which made her strong which made her feel the touch of Real Love. She knows how to fly because he never clipped her wings. She knows how to grow because he taught her to love. And she knows how to love him back even though he is not shining over her anymore. He lives in her prayers and her heart is full of love to bestow upon Him. She still longs to feel that touch again which introduced her to this heavenly Love for the very first time and to proclaim the words just once that She Loves Him.