Diamonds

I have yet to find my diamond
My body bare of adornments
my gaze cast low avoiding sympathetic eyes
Pats on the back and condolences
Insha'allahs and du'as they mutter for me
Jazahkum'allah I respond
Beautiful patience they urge me
Beautiful patience, I nod agreeably
At times my heart aches selfishly
My diamond, my diamond
But I cry not diamonds
Just a salty sea filled with weeds
Verily in the remembrance of Allah do hearts find rest
So I rest in the paradise of dunya
Awaiting death, judgment, and my diamond