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Not in numbers and the stars

The day we embrace light and forsake dark,
We'll grasp that words, numbers and stars don't unveil fate's mark.
No more enchanting, no casting spells on others,
Instead, we'll own our faults, sisters and brothers.

Accountability we'll hold, no more blame game,
Accepting our flaws, no longer seeking fame.
Giving selflessly, from the core of our being,
Empathy genuine, not just for the seeing.

Understanding others' struggles as much as our own,
Respecting rights, not just a mere tone.
Duties fulfilled, responsibilities honored,
No longer controlling, but humbly surrendered.

Light as knowledge, darkness as deceit,
Distinguishing magic from a miracle sweet.
Submitting to the Creator, letting go of control,
Finding our place, nurturing the soul.

Hand in hand with the world, dreams to Allah's will,
Inner peace, courage, happiness, a tranquil fill.
On that day, a transformation complete,
Eternal joy, in submission, we meet.

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Ghazala lari

Tue 27th Feb 2024 08:42

Thanks Porter and Ceallaigh.

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Sun 25th Feb 2024 20:15

Thanks Ghazala. Good advice there. I have to admit to a conflict in my mind between "letting go of control", versus taking personal reponsibility.

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R A Porter

Sun 25th Feb 2024 12:28

This is a beautiful serene poem with a powerful message for us all, thank you

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