Sometimes, I miss all the things that money can buy;
a holiday away from the maddening crowd,
then I remember that it would be the solitude I seek
and not the place I pick
.
Contemplation in solitude is free and God-given,
it is wherever I want to find it
in my prayers
in my supplication in the still silence of the night.
Sometime i miss...
the music from an expensive stereo set
or a full orchestra
then I hear the sounds of the birds chirping in the early morning light
the cooing of the pigeon that fly low in search of food
the call of the azan 5 times daily from the nearby mosque
the recital of the holy verses from the mouth of a child
and I remember that this is all the music my soul needs.
Sometimes I think of...
the bright lights and the fast paced city life,
always wanting more,
always wanting something better;
fancy clothes and expensive restaurants
Then I remember that time travels fast enough as it is
that no matter how expensive the food, you can only eat your fill.
that all what matters now, will one day be left behind
that in the dark and silent world of the grave
what counts is how you fared as a servant of your Master
Sometimes I crave for...
the attention, the passionate embrace of a lover
then I remember that everybody leaves everybody sometime or another
that the only enduring love is that of God for His creations,
that this is truly love in its purest from,
never ending, never fading, all embracing, all consuming.
And that is all the love that I need.
I'm just human and sometimes I forget that I'm truly blessed.
photo credits to deviations from deviant art
