Passion Which I Call Peace
I got up from my nightmare as it told me to dream a dream.
It wasn’t easy to see the snow melt away.
Continue thoughts pulling me down telling me to let it go.
Watching myself getting drenched
into thoughts of another day was astounding.
But I gave them wings to fly.
So that I wouldn’t let me die.
And now I could see my snow palace.
As I made it sprinkle with Cherishment.
I let the water of joy and passion drain me,
soothing the womb of dreams.
And now my nightmare comes in colours as I wear them like medals.
Now I know I can live my life with my faith
in “Allah” With each and every shifting glides.
I know it is harder but let’s travel this journey together.