Downwards rooted, growing, extending upwards and spreading outward like branches from a tree. Allah bestows heredity.

Without family and friends where would we be? Without offspring what mark upon this Earth do we leave when we die.

Only what we give through sadaqah jariyah and other acts of being kind. As does Shaykh Ali Abdul-Aleem a good brother of mine.

If void of siblings and their offspring in the winter of our lives upon whom else could we rely?

There would be no one to notice, no one to care, no one to acknowledge that we were ever here. Allahu Akbar Khabir.

Abu Lateef Ali Babatunde

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