The Weakening Soul
Friday, February 10, 2012
ألسلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته
So this heart is weakening.
Sober heart it is.
Lacking in everything.
Searching for the one, the good.
Lost for awhile.
Tracking the way back.
As soon as possible.
Oh heart, trembling heart.
Oh soul, crying soul.
Make this eyes flow with tears.
Come oh fear, stay in here.
For I want to be the witness.
The oneness of Him.
Do I testify.
The lost girl.
Heart.
Seems hard yet so fragile.
Broken and mend countless times.
But belief kept her steadfast.
And hope.
Trying. Trying. Trying.
This girl will not go down.
Feeding whatever possible.
Growing the seed inside her.
For a new season coming.
And the weak becomes strong.
Bouncing.
One more time.
A girl is born.
Again.
