The beauty of a Muslimah.
Like a diamond, precious and rare. Not like a stone found everywhere.
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Behind the silky veil, a mystery yet to be unfolded lies, A beauty concealed from every other passing eye, Only her mahrams and husband, the privileged few, In their sight does her grace unfold, reflecting her charming allure.
With every step so gentle and serene, She swiftly glides through unseen, Subtle whispers of her garment, Are only sounds that trace her quiet footsteps.
Her beauty lies not just in appearance, But in her delicate and quiet nature, For she wears a strong yet gentle shield, Her modesty, reflecting in all affairs.
Clothed with shyness, Armored with loyalty, Her unwavering faith, A symbol of true royalty.
Her eyes, though hidden, Hold within them secrets so deep, Her silent prayers and big dreams, Is what they keep.
Her hands, though delicate and hidden, Always striving to help for those in need, Through acts of charity or expressions of care, Her selfless love embodies a sincere prayer.
Her beauty is not to be captured by fleeting glances, For she wasn't made to be an object of romances, But for those who see her soul, Is where her true worth lies.
Her heart, a chamber of gold, Holding within it a light shining so pure and bright, Guided by principles from her Creator, The One in Whose care she relies.
Her words, like pearls of wisdom, Spreading kindness and truth wherever they go, In her gentle voice, is where compassion blooms, A light for hearts, as in her presence they glow.
Her voice is what will be heard, For in her heart, she carries her Lord's words. She is not known for what is inside, Only judged by the clothing she wears with pride outside.
Man doesn't force her to dress this way, For it's the command of her Lord that she obeys. A choice made freely with will, Not a constraint to face.
Be it climbing mountains, or crossing seas, She has it all within her, The full capability to expand her mind, In all degrees.
Though the world may not always see her worth, She is no less than a queen, a true gem of earth, For a queen is never told to remove her crown, Why then, do you ask to remove hers?
A side note: In a world that's obsessed with physical beauty, may we always pray and ask Allah to beautify and uplift our souls, our hearts and character through consistent acts of worship. Remember that time would rob you out of your outer beauty no matter how hard you try to preserve it, in the end, it's the beautiful soul that remains. ❤
