Forget the pride you feel when a brother stumbles upon you praying
Forget the glee you receive when others call you a good Muslim.
You are only beginning to understand the Straight Way
When you rise up, it is not the cool water of Heaven that sparkles from your face
It is sweat, that of a man trying to seek His Grace
Only when you bow to the floor towards the direction that all of your brotherhood is unison is humbling themselves onto, at the same time, then you can relax with a smile and say,
I'm praying to my Lord, glory to Him.
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