Say: there is One.
None but He.
Fervently pressed to the ground
seeking peace against the angst of the mad world outside
finding meaning in these moments stolen
taken away from the rush and hue and cry
and disillusionment that awaits me
when I leave my sheltered paradise.
I breathe the quiet
and find still there
the little piece of God
I seek in these hushed and hurried seconds
of divine company in solitude.
Me alone but welcomed home.
Say: there is One.
There is none but He.
(c) Molly Elian 2008
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Hi molly, this is so touching…loved it! Thanks for visiting my blog. Hope to see you around...
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