Salam Ukhuwah....

..hearts is not like the crock which made from a glass.. .. hearts like a lakes that able muffle every bitterness in life and then subst...

..at dawn, before the haze drops.. ..rains knocked the floor.. ..embraced the Divine longing.. ..the whizzing wind abort foliage berry.. ....

..the rain paste the longing.. ..within the hearts of the earth.. ..on the chest seem bruises full of twists.. ..the rivers drain the tear...

..rain lowering his song.. ..on a shaded hill within the hearts who rumbling.. ..by the longs.. ..his droplets leaving a trace.. ..such as...

..remember who's stay on your side when the last time you were in troubles.. ..remember who's loves you when you feel lonely a...