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Aug 2020
My search for you
in wilderness.
In arid, deepwood,
emptiness.
Searching for your look
onto me,
To touch and cure me
divinely.

Never was the
tranquility,
Till those embraced
nobility.
Guidance of you
on chosen one.
His love on people
from all clans.

'His' fortitude
reached him to heights
And made him lightened,
shone the sights.
How lovely is Your
name to call.
Benediction
for Nawi, his all.

Knowing not what
I seeked advise;
an all wise, said
"Listen precise.
Know your heart
and know your soul.
Who made them all
and where's your goal?

Look up in the sky
and down abode
See all the wonders
stroll on road.
Think why the birds soar
so, so high?
The ones we live on,
can not fly"

And he rised up
aloud vocally,
"Sufficient for me
oh Almighty.
None in heart,
but You alone.
In my survival
whole life long".

Loving the Nawi,
I need to do.
With his knowledge
all wise grew.
Be humble,
know your Creator
Merciful is He,
the Forgiver.

I need His guidance,
compassion.
To see me through;
necessitattion.
For I'm so lost
and gone astray
To Him I need to
change my day.

He attained to his exaltation
"Wills and power from His perfection.
He dispelled all darkness and commotion
Beauties and fragrances are his attraction.

Searching for You,
where can you be?
The world's tough,
I'm made tenderly.
My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue, oh Lord!
And take me to coast

My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue, oh Lord!
And take me to coast
My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue me, Lord!
And find my coast!

Searching for You,
where can you be?
The world's tough,
I'm made tenderly.
My world is sinking,
I am getting lost.
Rescue, oh Lord!
And find my coast.
In material world man got so much involved in greed for more money and power that he suddenly finds his position way far away from his root. He forgets his Creator.
He begins to forget where he came from and tries to even change his face to look like others.
Finding himself in limelight he never looks back at those of his well-wishers who loves him. But alas, this fortunes is never meant to last, when he falls and loses everything.
If you are lucky to still have time on earth, search for the faded way back to redemption...

THE SEARCH
S. A. Marshal
26.04.2020
S A Marshal
Written by
S A Marshal  53/M/Cox's Bazar, Bangladesh
(53/M/Cox's Bazar, Bangladesh)   
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