I always felt I had mettle but after meeting you, I realized that, I do not have any potential it is all your good grace and kind blessings that has never let me down. I even don’t know what I am? or what substance I am made off?
Please have mercy on me, if ever I am made of metal heat me in furnace of your knowledge, hammer me with you experience, give the shape of instrument that you like. And I wish that I shall be an instrument that should be used by you. I should be such an instrument that people seeing me, should indentify this Art-piece (me) is a creation of you my Lord and no one else.
May be I am not made up of metal, not even wood or hay may be just sand, but I firmly believe you the best artist in the world who can carve me in shape.
I have left the entire world to seek refuge in your holy feet. I have millions of defects and my deeds have made me untouchable, I know you have big heart please ignore my mistakes please give me refuge in your holy feet.
