Magical horse from heaven arrived,
For journey of both land and sky,
A story touched and tough to explain,
The night angel arrived,
Pured his heart,
Then requested to ride,
Flew like an angel,
Reached in seconds,
Then prayed for respect,
Milk and wine blessed and served,
He accepted milk,
And continued to ride,
The journey of sky,
Had doors and faces,
On 1st sky doors were opened,
Was welcomed by adam s.w
(the father of mankind),
He saw both good and bad on his sides,
He was sad for the bad,
They flew again for the 2nd sky,
Doors were opened,
Welcomed by jesus s.w and yahiya s.w
Greeted with joy,
The journey was long ,
Left for another sky,
And again he was welcomed,
By yousuf s.w the most beautiful
Excited to know what's more on sky,
He flew again on the 4th sky,
He was welcomed and cherished,
By idrees s.w
Then on 5th sky he was welcomed,
By haroon s.w,
On the 6th sky, he met musa s.w ,
Greeted and talked for a while,
After the long flight, greetings, talks, and smiles,
He reached the 7th sky,
Saw Ibrahim s.w
Resting on side of the sky mosque,
Where only angels pray once in a lifetime,
After the the last greet and the talk,
Ther reached the limit,
Where the creation is devine,
Where the trees were giant,
It's beauty is always hard to explain,
There he saw the real face of the angel,
Can you imagine 600 wings on the back,
Yes this is angle, Devine, and devine,
This was the journey with the angels,
After there he walked all alone
To talk to allah,
The message was revealed,
For the people, for the prayer,
The number was given for the daily prayer,
He requested again and again,
To lower the number, of the prayer,
As a gift 5 times was the last number to pray,
That was the final call for the prayer,
He was shown both hell and heaven,
They saw most beautiful rivers and streams,
He also saw an angel without a smile,
He was an angel of help,
We can call it an example for bad,
Back to his home he stopped at the mosque,
And prayed with all the prophets together,
The 1st official prayer,
The last Prophet lead 1st prayer,
This is the proof he is the leader to lead the troop,
They reached home before sunrise,
This was the tale of a light,
And the journey of night...
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.RHYTHM OF SOUL.
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