Emotion

Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem,

The line between a reward and a test —

sometimes it blurs.

Could it be both?

You are a puzzle.

I trust You

more than the arrival of my next breath.

Why introduce my heart to this?

Why add another piece?

I was already content with You.

I always will be.

You are a puzzle.

Even if I sat in devotion for hours,

even if my sujud never lifted,

even if I doubled every prayer —

I would still not know.

You are a puzzle.

Tu Kuja Man Kuja.

Allahu.

To pray is my duty,

to worship my happiness,

to submit — my being.

Will this new piece of my heart

flower what was already there,

or decay it?

You are a puzzle.

My love for You comes before any love in the dunya.

Yet this new piece of my heart, seems to love You too.

You are Reality,

and all reality is by You.

So tell me —

are my emotions an illusion?

You are a puzzle.

My emotions are real,

because they were written by You —

and You are the Real.

Every atom created with intention.

So what matters is not my emotions,

but the One who wrote them.

This new piece of my heart

has been placed with precision.

Your plan,

my journey.

You are a puzzle —

yet You created the known and the unknown,

both worlds written by Your hand.

ALHAMDULLILAH