A Faith’s Fate

A Faith’s Fate

Today, I’m a picture, shifting out of place, 

A puff & a prayer, yet I still find myself with no frame.

 

The silence that follows an Adhan; a purge of heavy sins; a heart

Hungry for freedom; the fate of a man’s faith. Soon, the

 

Sun will once again smile, such mockery. 

Some thoughts will thaw, flow, make a pool 

 

Of a cosmos of feelings. others will freeze, a chore for the next morning. this 

Is how it happens, how I survive, how I live, how I thrive; a stretch 

 

Into reality & happiness still stands, a bow and an arrow 

Waiting for me to shoot. 

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