I have more
testimonies in my life than you know.
Because I do not blow
my trumpet to your hearing
you take me as
ungodly.
My life blows better
trumpet of gratitude to my Beloved,
and if you cannot understand
and perceive it,
then, I owe you no
explanations.
My gratitude is to my
Beloved and my Beloved understands my testimonies.
My life is my
testimony, my Beloved understands.
If you do not
understand me, then why must I bother about your perception of me?
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