Refuge

Lost in the desert and buried in sand
All they could see was my bloodied hand
I cried in despair but no one heard
Except for a white little bird

I had no one to call but Allah
For HE could see my tears roll
I had no one to trust but Allah
For HE is the custodian of my soul

I wish the broken glass be unbroken
My grief and sadness taken
I am strong but I am shaken
Rather forsaken

I have nowhere to take refuge but by Allah
For HE is the creator of heaven and earth
I have no one to ask for guidance but Allah
For HE has been with me since my birth

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8 thoughts on “Refuge

  1. Whatever we may call our God, mine be known as The Spirit, found that to be appropriate for all religions, we all seem to have the need to turn to the unknown, the higher within us for help. I believe it to be the connection our mind has to our soul which gives us the relief we seek for . Loved the post!

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