His mother cried and wept,
Her heart was full of dread,
On Allah the mum did trust,
In a tiny basket Musa(a.s.) was kept,
His basket drifted with current,
Seeing him go mum’s heart trembled,
Grieved Musa’s(a.s.) mum,her soul ached,
With faith alone she was guided,
Allah soothed her burning heart!
On the Nile,he gently sailed,
Then Asiyah(a.s.) found the little babe,
Little babe cried,his tears dried,
Allah brought his mum,he was pacified,
He soothed heart with comfort and rest,
A healing love from up above,
Verily Allah turned her sorrow into bliss,
Infact Musa(a.s.) was the chosen one and guided.
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