Ahmet bin E.Havari,nakleder bir hikaye, Çölde giderken bir gün,yolum düþtü bir köye, Koþtururlar deveyi,herkes meþgul iþinde, Çekilmiþti bir Arap,zikir tesbih elinde.
Selam verince aldý,biraz konuþtuk onla, Dediler-Zikir güzel,þaþarým insanlara, Halkýn peþinde ölüm,tehlike çok yakýnda, Boþa geçer günleri,ölüm hemen arkanda.
Sordum nedir tehlike,musibet gelir nerden, Dedi -Musibet günah,ölümde gelir birden, Aðladýlar durmadan,beraberce aðlaþtýk, Halimiz ne olacak,diye duaya vardýk.
Dedim- Ne yaparsýnýz,bu ýssýzca vadide, Sakýn yalnýzým sanma,beraberim Rabbimle, Var mý benden isteðin,dedim hemen orada, Derdim benim kalbimde,tabib ne yapsýn bana.
Tabibim dedi Allah,kalbimin derdi günah, Kurtuldu razý olan,kabirde derim eyvah, Yolcu bütün insanlar,doðduðu günden beri, Ahiret son duraktýr,cennet cehennem yeri.
Açtýlar ellerini, durmadan dua etti, Umarak rýzasýný,göz yaþýný sel etti, Dua edip yürürken,yetiþtim arkasýndan, Takip ettim bir süre,ayýrdý beni yoldan.
Rahmeti bol Allahýn,hayýrlar gelsin sana, Seninle ayrýlalým,herkes kendi yoluna, Uzaklaþtýlar benden,baka kaldým ardýndan, Uzaklara gittiler,yýllar geçti aradan.
22.12.2014//KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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I AM NOW A PASSENGER TO THE HERE ....
Ahmet bin E. Havari, narrates a story, One day while I was driving in the desert, my way fell into a village, They run the camel, everyone is busy, An Arab was drawn, dhikr in his hand.
He took it when he said hi, we talked to him for a while, They said-The dhikr is good, I am surprised people, Death in pursuit of the people, danger is soon, Your wasted days, death is right behind you.
I asked what danger, where does misfortune come from, He said - Misfortune is sin, it comes suddenly in death, They cried constantly, we cried together, We prayed what will happen to us?
I said- What do you do, in this desolate valley, Do not think that I am alone, I am together with my Lord, Do you have any request from me? I said right there. I was in my heart, what should the doctor do to me.
My doctor said, God, my heart’s concern is sin, The one who is consent is saved, I say alas in the grave, All the people who are traveling, since the day he was born, The hereafter is the last stop, heaven and hell.
My dear is not ready, my sin is many, Rosary subhanallah, I will eat from my Lord, I said- You are alone here, aren’t you afraid? How can man be afraid in the possession of the Creator.
They opened their hands, prayed non-stop, Umarak’s consent flooded her tears, While I was praying and walking, I caught up behind him, I followed for a while, it took me off the road.
God of mercy, may goodness come to you, Let’s part with you, everybody their way, They walked away from me, I was stuck afterwards, They went away, years passed.
22.12.2014 // KIRIKKALE HÝDAYET DOÐAN
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