Jan 31, 2019
Rakhshinda Shakir
Pakistan
Jan 21
Joined Mar 2, 2017
A waking dream
Do I see
Or a vision did we share
Nonetheless!
The spirit
the unfaded soul,
Wandered shattered
Through the dusty
Piles of book.
Do you fathom
the language of the walls
once you enter
the gate of mercy,
silently uttering
the ripple of love, joy and compassion!!
A revealed connectedness .
As I unlocked
The memories
Behind the locked door
I saw Him
as a source of existence!
then suddenly,
A voice within me
Appeared to dance
the melancholy
Of a separated
Yet united jamat.
that got me kneel down
And whisper
Do you mind If in gratitude
I bow down
To your greater self
Dear Mawla!