You're broken and sad And feeling quite bad The tears spring forth from a sigh Your chest is constricted Your lips cannot stop A whimper becoming a cry This grief comes like rain And falls where it falls E'en deserts get their share of showers Take heart in the faith That this too shall pass In seconds or minutes or hours The prophets were tested Like no one before So know that your grief is a trial In shukr and hamd Send salawāt galore Upon him for a little while