In Ramadans Embrace
In the hushed twilight of Ramadan’s embrace, As crescent moon adorns the night’s soft face, Comes the sacred time, the first Ashara’s grace, Where souls seek solace in this blessed space. In whispers of prayers, hearts begin to soar, Seeking forgiveness, seeking mercy more. The fast is begun, as the dawn’s light pours, A journey of faith, to distant spiritual shores. The first Ashara, like a gentle breeze, Awakens dormant hopes, sets troubled hearts at ease. In the depths of
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