A single leaf and its zikhr to Allah
How it moves in such a rhythmic motion
Rustling the sound of Allah
No desire no life, no nothing without the will of Allah
There for reflection, there for peace of mind

There a way in which to worship Allah in its ultimate essence
How they are so constant and dedicated
How that never slips
How tranquil a soul
When things come to an end and the rustling is no more
The security which they provided is suddenly lost
How cold a day, how decrepi a tree without this zikhr
The life, the beauty, the pleasure, just disappears
Subhanallah......


The power of your lord so great
How the tree flourishes under the nourishment of its lord
How beautiful the buds in the branches as the tree grows
How extensive the network
How amazing the structure
As things become more forbearing

Through the growth, the tree discovers its lord
More and more each day
Increasing its firmness and strengthening its roots
As the knowledge branches far and wide

Strong and not able to be blown away
How firm it remains through the trials and tribulations of the world
The fire may reap and spread fore wide
Taking everything within its path

But the tree remains so loyal
In absolute humility before their lord
In this hardship and in this pain, come what may but the roots will always remain