In the tranquil refuge of the sacred hall,
Where prayers echo and tranquility calls,
As I recite my verses, my soul at peace,
Within the mosque's embrace, worries cease.

Gently, as I finish my Quranic recitation,
And release my heart from any hesitation,
I lay in solitude upon the mosque's floor,
Where nature's whispers speak, forevermore.

Whispers of nature, delicate and true,
Unveiling secrets only chosen few pursue,
They dance upon every gentle breath,
Guiding me towards serenity, assuring no death.

Amidst the hallowed walls, their voices arise,
Soft melodies that sing, enchanting my eyes,
As I gaze towards the skies, counting stars,
Nature's whispers heal the deepest of scars.

Whisper, oh, whisper to me, gentle breeze,
Tell tales of the rivers, the forests, the seas,
Of mountains soaring high, majestic and grand,
And flowers adorning this evergreen land.

Whispers of nature, a language seldom heard,
Yet its beauty, its essence, cannot be stirred,
In these whispers, I find solace profound,
For through them, inner peace is found.

They speak of seasons, with colors so bright,
Of buzzing bees, and butterflies in flight,
Of birds singing their sweet melodies,
Of waves crashing onto distant shores with ease.

In these whispers, echoes of eternity reside,
A harmony that forever within me shall abide,
Nature's secrets, shared in the stillness of the night,
Illuminate my spirit, with a celestial light.

So let me bask in these whispers divine,
Nature's orchestra weaving a harmony so fine,
In the mosque's embrace, I find my belonging,
As nature's whispers soothe me, everlong.
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© darulhikmah