A Presence and Serenity..

Standing there in the blowing wind,

watching the colors on the horizon,

and the rippling, metallic silver waters,

I felt so alone.

As I watched the palm trees sway with the wind,

and the radiant sun dip into the golden land,

I felt so alone.

 

As I watched the angel-white seagulls

soar majestically over the darkening horizon,

and the rhythmic rolls of the waves,

I felt so alone.

 

As I lifted my face

to the rosy sky,

a tear made its way down my cheek.

I closed my eyes,

trying to hold back the pain.

“Oh, my Lord.” I whispered.

 

I had no one to wipe my tears,

no one to whisper softly into my ear:

 

“It’s going to be OK.”,

 

no one to take the pain away,

no one to heal my wound.

I opened my eyes suddenly

because I felt someone’s presence.

But I could see no one around me.

Someone was there,

somewhere,

because I could feel

a bright and bold Presence.

It was a reassuring thought,

a Remedy for my cuts,

 

a deep Serenity,

 

that chased my fears away,

a radiant Sun

that brightened my soul.

I closed my eyes again,

but this time, it was to savor this feeling.

A smile played upon my lips,

as realization dawned upon me.

I would never feel alone again.

 

As long as I remained righteous.

For the Presence I felt

was the presence of Him.

My Lord, The Merciful,

The Almighty Allah.