Concentrate On The Essence, Concentrate On The

Come, Even If You Have Broken Your Vow One Thousand Times, Come, Yet Again, Come, Come.

Oh, Bird Of My Soul, Fly Away Now, For I Possess A Hundred Fortified Towers.

The Quieter We Become, The More We Can Hear.

When Lovers Of Life Get Ready To Dance, The Earth Shakes And The Sky Trembles.

Poverty Is Not For The Sake Of Hardship. No, It Is There Because Nothing Exists But Allah. Poverty Unlocks The Door - What A Blessed Key!