Autumn’s withered leaf,
A spectre whispers of time—
Ash in the wind’s grasp.
Summer’s blazing heat,
A sacrifice made in faith—
Ibrahim’s Sunnah.
Lines on ancient scroll—
Your fate is sealed as it’s read.
The stars do not lie.
Ink on sacred leaf,
The oracle’s breath whispers—
Destiny unfolds.
Whispers in the dark,
A scroll unfolds to silence—
So your fate begins.