A dream ....
I had a dream in recent days.
I was at the top of a mountain.
I saw all the world before me.
I saw the great nations of Islam shining like a bright sun across the
four corners of the world.
Then a dark shadow fell across the lands of Islam.
There was screaming, crying and a dreadful sound.
There was laughter coming from the shadow that delighted at the
suffering of Islam.
I saw the children of the nations of Islam dying, women enslaved and
the men butchered.
I saw the holy places of Islam in ruins and the holy men slaughtered.
The sun grew dark across the nations of Islam and there was darkness.
Upon the mountain it became dark and silent.
I felt alone and no sound came from the great nations of Islam to
prayer.
Then before me in the clay I saw a flame.
The fire was so bright that my eyes hurt.
From the flame came a bird of many colours.
The bird rose up from the mountain and became many thousands of
multi-coloured birds.
These birds flew to the four corners of the world.
Where these birds flew the shadow cried and fled.
Then each bird landed upon a holy place of Islam, and upon mountains
and near the rivers.
Where these birds rested holy warriors appeared.
These warriors carried these golden birds to the four corners of the
world.
There was a great fight and where these warriors brought these birds
the enemy died.
Where the warriors carried these birds the shadow retreated.
I saw the sun rise over the mountain.
I saw the nations of Islam once again before me, but covering all the
world.
I heard the prayer of the faithful to Heaven giving thanks for the
defeat of the shadow.
I saw the holy warriors and birds depart from the earth and enter
Heaven.
I awoke and I rejoiced at the victory of the faithful over the
darkness.
I had a dream in recent days.
I was at the top of a mountain.
I saw all the world before me.
I saw the great nations of Islam shining like a bright sun across the
four corners of the world.
Then a dark shadow fell across the lands of Islam.
There was screaming, crying and a dreadful sound.
There was laughter coming from the shadow that delighted at the
suffering of Islam.
I saw the children of the nations of Islam dying, women enslaved and
the men butchered.
I saw the holy places of Islam in ruins and the holy men slaughtered.
The sun grew dark across the nations of Islam and there was darkness.
Upon the mountain it became dark and silent.
I felt alone and no sound came from the great nations of Islam to
prayer.
Then before me in the clay I saw a flame.
The fire was so bright that my eyes hurt.
From the flame came a bird of many colours.
The bird rose up from the mountain and became many thousands of
multi-coloured birds.
These birds flew to the four corners of the world.
Where these birds flew the shadow cried and fled.
Then each bird landed upon a holy place of Islam, and upon mountains
and near the rivers.
Where these birds rested holy warriors appeared.
These warriors carried these golden birds to the four corners of the
world.
There was a great fight and where these warriors brought these birds
the enemy died.
Where the warriors carried these birds the shadow retreated.
I saw the sun rise over the mountain.
I saw the nations of Islam once again before me, but covering all the
world.
I heard the prayer of the faithful to Heaven giving thanks for the
defeat of the shadow.
I saw the holy warriors and birds depart from the earth and enter
Heaven.
I awoke and I rejoiced at the victory of the faithful over the
darkness.
