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Hukuru miskiyy grave, from my lens on jan 2012 e

Under the shade of the green;
resting next to, maybe a stranger!
Maybe a friend a relative or family;
yet distanced, unreachable, alone!

To be visited by loved ones often at first;
the visits to get less often with time!
Understandable, for sure, life goes on,
“let go” they have to, at some point!

Yet, yet the thought of being let down
would be there, I think.
Maybe down there, our needs are different
down there, is a long wait, my faith tells me.

Down there, or somewhere, would be our body,
our soul maybe with the body maybe not
Life in the grave could be blessed could be not,
waiting for the end of time, for the judgement day.

The time in the grave, termed Barzakh,
we need to be ready, says our sacred text.
For that reason, we are taught to be faithful,
to not transgress, to believe in Allah and his messenger.

Whatever faith, race, gender, age, nationality, or built;
one day we are meant to leave this material world.
That day … I guess would be an eventful day;
insignificant in a way!
Down under is an inevitable day!

One of the oldest mosques in Male’

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P.S.
This weeks Weekly Photo Challenge: Down, brought me closer to the inevitable down :)