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 realized that

I am not Siti Khadijah or Siti Fatimah
I am not Ishah 

not rabiatul adawiyah, holy woman praised
I could just try
to emulate them


so, I became be a bloom and fragance flower like them
until the fragance through
the gates of heaven