How pleased were you when you found out that you have been blessed with a seed,
A treasure for how many silently weep
In the middle of the nights where no one can see
Except the Most Merciful.
They wish for story-time about Prophet Yunus in a whale,
About the sleepers with their dog in the cave,
From a Book that begins with His Blessed Name.
But at bedtime, it is Cinderella and Snow-White you wish to read.
A deep-rooted faith of love and fear in their little hearts they wish to
etch,
To teach them that this life is only a test
But in the name of you giving them only the best,
Some seeds took root not knowing their Maker.
How pleased were you when you found out that you have been blessed with a seed,
A treasure for how many silently weep
How can you neglect the watering and expect a tree?
Seeds is a message for all parents who have been blessed with children – to nurture, love and raise them in the way of Allah. It poignantly asks – are they fulfilling the aim for which they were given these precious seeds, or neglecting the main purpose of their upbringing?
