Your gaze, as brightest stars in Milky Way
Your touch, warmest than sun rays
Your Voice, conch shell rhythm
Afar, yet nearest than ones heart
Your Being, ones shelter in stumble and fall
Cuddled asleep in your womb from worldly bawls
Your helpful hands stretched miles to foes or friends
Subsiding desires, what say of your kindness lent
O' son of Adam! worthy of such swaggering pride in this mud vessel
For as warm as fire for cold friends
Pure as water for their thirst to quench
But then, arrogate; how they call you, agreeing
None but the One revealed this highest being
O' naif son of Adam!
Rewarding oneself with noble note?
As a pharaoh who bestows
Remember the pledge and know the burden bore upon
Think you can repay with what makes you whole?
With all owned fortune, spirit or perhaps your very soul
Behold;
For what you claim yours, is not even owned
To Him it belongs,
To Him it returns
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 6:04 AM UTC
Your gaze, as brightest stars in Milky Way
Your touch, warmest than sun rays
Your Voice, conch shell rhythm
Afar, yet nearest than ones heart
Your Being, ones shelter in stumble and fall
Cuddled asleep in your womb from worldly bawls
Your helpful hands stretched miles to foes or friends
Subsiding desires, what say of your kindness lent
O' son of Adam! worthy of such swaggering pride in this mud vessel
For as warm as fire for cold friends
Pure as water for their thirst to quench
But then, arrogate; how they call you, agreeing
None but the One revealed this highest being
O' naif son of Adam!
Rewarding oneself with noble note?
As a pharaoh who bestows
Remember the pledge and know the burden bore upon
Think you can repay with what makes you whole?
With all owned fortune, spirit or perhaps your very soul
Behold;
For what you claim yours, is not even owned
To Him it belongs,
To Him it returns
