The flowery alleys of death – K.B

The flowery alleys of death

 

 
I have been in the alleys of death,
Found no allies but Allah.

I have been in the alleys of
Death,
His sublime face shone for
Me.

Healed from head to toe,
I had no allies.

Just a strong hope in
The heart
That would spring
Instantaneous tenderness
In the hearts of strangers,

Feeling safe in the most
Dangerous of places.

All dies, matter especially,
Except for his face
And the trust he thrust
In some people around me.

To the heighs of love,
To the chasm of despair,
His powerful hand
Collects me.

Life didn’t spare me,
Neither you,
Therefore,
The sky is not
A naive thing
That we hang on
To feel protected.

In moments of truth,
In moments of absolute
Weakness,
A faint signal
Comes from
The heavens
To lift the heart
Again,
To reboot the system,
To trigger the machines,
Red lights, green lights
Turning on
To the intense
Desire of communing
With Him,

My closest friend.

Sometimes, we fight,
We disagree,
We get angry at each other,
But then, working for peace
Is always the best option.

Would you cut yourself
From the world and its joys?
The same goes for Him,
He proceeeds to everything.

And as life expands,
So does my conscience
In the multiplicity
And diversity of life.

Amen.

 
K.B

 

 

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