Under His Shadow, Under God’s Light

 

Under His Shadow, Under God’s Light

Allahu Akbar.
Bismillah.

God,
I stand small before power
that is not mine.
He stands above me—
position, voice, authority—
while I am beneath,
learning, waiting, enduring.

For three years—
God, I pray it is only three,
no more than that—
I must become his student,
even when fear tightens my chest
like a whispered warning.

It is not his strength that frightens me.
It is the darkness he carries,
the negativity that drips from words,
that tries to seep into my skin,
into my thoughts,
into my faith.

God,
build a wall around my heart.
Let his bitterness stop at my skin.
Let his storms pass without entering me.

Give me strength that does not shout,
patience that does not break,
silence that is not surrender,
and courage that survives quietly.

If I must walk beneath him,
let me walk beneath You first.
If I must bow in learning,
let my soul stay upright in faith.

Allahu Akbar—
You are greater than fear,
greater than power,
greater than him,
greater than these years.

Hold me.
Protect me.
Do not let his darkness
become my light.

Ameen.