For patience, indeed, is worship pure

In patience's grace, a sacred flame,

Where hearts find solace, trials to tame.

Through fleeting storms and shadows deep,

Steadfast souls their vigil keep.

In darkness, hope's eternal light,

Dispels the gloom, banishes night.

Each trial, a lesson hard-earned,

In patience, resilience discerned.

With faith as compass, guiding star,

We navigate the night's bizarre.

For mercy's touch, Allah's presence near,

In patience, solace ever clear.

So let us heed this timeless plea,

To stand unyielding, firm and free.

For in the wait, in trials' might,

We find our strength, our inner light.

With every challenge, chance to rise,

Above the clouds, towards clearer skies.

For patience, indeed, is worship pure,

Enduring hearts, forever endure.

Munazza