Me, A Weakness Woman

Ya Allah...
I was not as strong as Siti Hawa
Which ran between safa and marwa
... I am not as too loyal as Ainul mardhiyah
Which waiting her lover at the door of heaven

I realize that
I am not Siti Khadijah or Siti Fatimah
I am not Ā'ishah
Nor Rabi'atul Adawiyah
Holy woman praised
I could just try
To emulate them
So I became be a bloom & fragrance flower like them
Until the fragrance through the gates of heaven

Ya Allah...
I often fear and worry
Sometimes I falling down
Abundance of dry valley
Wilt like flowers with no fragrance
No, I was always falling down
Without you, YA ALLAH...