The Quiet Bloom Of Mercy

I wandered alone on corniche,

On the pavement,besides the sea,

Far away from train of thoughts,

Seeing seagulls in waves scurrying,

Bending themselves like a bow-string,

Calm and rejoicing in the dark sea,

Pacified my restless soul in agony,

The moon arose above the castle,

Suspended in air calm and serene,

A light from Allah for souls seeking relief!

Nothing is so pure and holy!

My heart gazes on ocean’s depth,

Lost in its deep mysteries,

O Allah we are one with nature,

With serene breeze and rustling palm trees,

Dear God may tomorrow hold the gentleness of Your decree,

Make my future joyous,as fridays of paradise,

O God my heart is happy,when i behold thy indescribable bounty!

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