How did this bliss turn into a curse?

I embraced peace in the eclipse.

Maybe my world was pretending, but it didn't last for long.

I was bored of the darkness.

I wanted to see the light.

When I saw the light, it was too bright and surreal.

So, I cried.

Everything right beside me, but nothing is with me.

I'm living under the sky, but only a few feet high.

I guess one thing is universal.

So, I smile.

Maybe that's a lie.

I whisper:

I don't need anything fancy in my life. "This is God's plan," I say-and that's reassuring.

But again... that's a lie.

Am I criticizing things?

Or are things being criticized by me?

The veil is ascending from the vast expanse of eternity,
A veil once thick, now parting with quiet might.

Whispers of truths from the eternal Tablet,
Revealing the sacred knowledge, where all journeys began.

In the silence of stars, where the heart learns to soar,
The Light of the One guides from shore to shore.

From the depths of the unseen, where mercy does flow,
The secrets of the Lord in gentle winds blow.

Beyond the horizons, where the soul is reborn,
The call of the muezzin, to the soul’s adorn.

The veil of illusion, once dark, now refrains,
Revealing the path where the faithful remain.

O’ soul, awaken, to the whisper of prayer,
For the realm of the Divine is waiting there.

The curtain is rising, revealing His grace,
In the infinite’s presence, we find our place.