Comparable With Her soul was my soul ..Wind night made me stiff,
How sajlu frozen nan,
Orange crowned false persuasion ...
But the faith of the soul does not collapse by lust
Suddenly struck by a painting my man ..
I saw a small foot slowly crawling,
A rope dipundaknya a full load ..
But not the least of his soul fled to the grief ..
In my mind ..
What makes He slalu spirit and never collapsed ..!!!..
Until the street lights not comparable with that without lamented ..??..
Later ..
I approached quietly,
My feet and slowly walked towards him lightly tuk ..
Since my arrival I was afraid of making nan He painfully uncomfortable.
And also he did not feel I was just wasting her time alone ...
But ..
He was welcomed with a smile with a simple life ..
He did not address his troubles ..
And he did not cover up its shortcomings ...
Maybe for him in the eyes of the Divine, all the same ...
Subhanallah ... * In my softly *..
And without in any question he spoke in a simple ...
brother
I just want to live with love ..
Although love was never with me ..
Because love left me forever,
But I want to turn in love with my soul ...
Later I felt in love with my hard work ..
And regardless of where I come from ..
Because I'm just an orphan ..
An erratic life even lethargic all the time ...
Remember brother ..
Pursue your love ..
With the work was slalu without feeling heartsick love it ..
Undoubtedly the Divine help Without a doubt ..
Because you earn a fortune with the intention of worship to the Supreme Qolbu ...
And I just silent ..
It turns out I'm nothing compared to her little body ..
But big does not dwarf his soul ...
Thanks brother ... yes.
