Mould me,O Allah

I am smiling at myself today,

In my inward eye i ponder or contemplate,

I want to be the sweet cold water that cures pain!

Nor like intense fire, that ignites the flame,

I want to be a bird,that chants melody on

every thicket,

Nor like ugly donkey who unlimited brays!

I want to be a beautiful moon that shines bright,

Nor like a candle,that flickers in night,

I want to be a garden in which oranges and limes ripe,

Nor like mall,where vain desires take flight,

I want to be like a pitcher,which quench thirst of

people’s palate grown dry,

Nor like the tyrant who keeps his people water deprived,

Like a sculptor,shape me Allah as You deem right,

O Allah let not my heart seek praise from mortal eyes,

Nor let their condemnation dim my inner light,

Lead not my heart astray,after thou hast guided,

And avert the ill,that Thy Pen hath ordained.(Aameen).