But you are not no one. You are someone.
To the world you might be another voice, another of the eight billion lives. To the street you might be another passerby. To the tree you might be another lonely traveller taking in its shade. To the sky you might be another lonely soul staring at. To the vicinity you might be another…another noone.
But you are someone.To the mat on which you pray, you are someone. To the ground which quietly absorbs your tears when you are in sujood, you are someone. To the pillow which gently muffles your incessant hiccups and stiffles your sobs every night, you are someone. Above the skies, up in the heavens, in the gathering of the angels, you are someone.To the angels you are someone.
And to your Lord, you are someone.
Everytime you call upon Him when feel like you cant take it anymore, when the pain becomes too much and you beg Him for relief, you are not noone, you are someone. Every morning when He gently helps you get through one more day, to push through one more time, you are not noone. Everytime you call Allah you are not noone. You are someone. To the One who owns everything in the heavens and the earth, Who controls every matter, and yet loves you more than anyone ever can,you are not noone. You are someone.
You are someone. Above the heavens you are someone. And in the earth too.