I walked the graveyard and looked at names of those I should have praised. Long gone are they so I say:
Don’t put roses of my grave
to make regret your master and you the slave.
Be in my company and together we the live the gaze
of the One who is all worthy of praise.
Allah.

Image by MUHAMMED BAHCECİK from Pixabay (Young boy memorising the Holy Quran)