For the past two years, your soul has been stuck in a state of limbo, neither a lover of this world, nor a lover of that one.
You still have lingering feelings..connections to this world.
Ones that you're unwilling to sever as long as you take each breath, with every new moment of life.
Thus why you're unable to travel the path. Your heart feels with the dread of your human emotions with every new step.
See you not the path has become ten times more difficult, although before, you aced and graced..?
Reflect on your self.
Your thoughts are chained to this fleeting world,
Your worries are not of the 'Aakhirah or how you might see His face.
Do you understand..?
Have you understood..?
But your spirit is free..
It always has been.
Even though your mind may be burdened by a thousand new things(your spirit is free.)
Your feelings and thoughts, once attached to any else but Allah,
..have become your bonds of slavery
chaining you to Earth..the mundane world.
(Break them!)
Perhaps, in the case you wish to escape, unleash the chains to your heart, sever the connection of the world to your mind.
Stand in Salah..
Pray.
Connect with your true Love.
The soul is free.
(It's nothing...but free.)
He has made it so, so seek Him with the wings He's given your soul.
The soul is nothing...but free.
Don't chain it to the world.
It has a higher purpose..
—To love God.
So if you want freedom..be free
Unattach yourself to the mundane..
to even the slightest yearn in your heart.
What of this world would you never give up for anything?
What of this world..enchants your heart the most?
Give it up.
Let only Him remain
In your thoughts, ..and in your heart.
No one else, but my Allah.
*Shaytaan said he would adorn the path of error for us..
*Allah said:..This is a Way which will lead straight to me.”
Without a sacrifice of the heart to be made, how does one prove his love?
Do you now..understand(the secret of traversing..)?
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*(Al-Hijr 15: Vrs 39 & 41)
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