The Rhythm of Grace

Each dawn unfolds, a blessed start,
A steady balm for weary heart.
Through simple tasks, the soul ascends,
In humble work, the struggle ends.
The hands that toil, the heart that prays,
Find joy in Allah’s guided ways.
No need for grandeur, no fleeting thrill,
The quiet path fulfills the will.
Oh Allah, in this steady pace,
I find Your mercy, boundless grace.
Through routine’s flow, my heart takes flight,
Guided by Your eternal light.