Thursday, April 8, 2010


I will not doubt,
though sorrows
fall like rain, and
troubles swarm like
bees about a hive;
Ishall believe the
heights for which I
strive are only
reached by anguish
and by pain; and
though I
groan and tremble
with my crosses, I
yet shall see through
my severest losses,
the greatr pain.

- Nuzhat

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