I began to think about my purpose..

“What must I do in this life?”

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In hope of an answer, I looked at God’s greatest creations..

And I found them to be in a certain state.

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When looking at the Messenger of God..

I found him carrying blood-red clay in his hands.

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When looking at the Prince of the Believers..

I found his beard dampened by tears.

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When looking at the one whose light illuminated the Heavens..

I found her to be wailing and shouting “Karbala.. Oh Karbala”

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When looking at the Imams purified by God..

I found them striking their chests, dressed in gowns of grief.

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When looking at the Angels of God

I found them circumambulating a Golden Dome, praying for “al-Qaim” to return

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I approached slowly and quietly asked:

“For what calamity are the greatest creations of God in a state of mourning?”

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The reply from one came as a reply from all:

“We mourn for the one who had no faults, yet was slain thirsty in the land of Karbala”.

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At this sentence, I was taken aback..

I began to explore.. who is the one that was slain thirsty in Karbala?

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I soon learned that this man was destined to be slain in order to preserve the Truth..

And so, instinctively, I cried for him.

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After learning about this man, I realized my purpose:

My purpose is to mourn for the one who sacrificed himself for the religion of God.

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As through mourning his martyrdom, I grow to love him..

And in the words of the Prophet: “Whoever loves Hussain attains the love of God”

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And what greater blessing is there..

Than to be loved by the God of Hussain?

-Alkhodor Ayach