“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.”
– Rabindranath Tagore
Find myself drowning in iniquitiesCan’t help but hear out the Demons who speak of my fallacies Every hour under the SunEvery walk under the MoonI pray for the day of tranquility ‘Look at you’, says they‘Set in your ways- sins on repeat’And they’re right The lies I convey to my soul and fellow manThe “goodContinue reading “Songs of Reflection: My Fallen Council”
Forgive me, O’ Lord For I am wretched. My soul is tainted from all iniquities. I had called you Father. I favored thee as the Savior, and King above all. Yet I denied thee. I had committed a most treacherous sin. Spitting upon your Holiness in the most trialed hour. My bones are twisted, andContinue reading “Songs of Reflection: A Sinner’s Plea”
Beloved of Afghanistan, Remember the days of sun and stars O’ descendants of sorrow. Another dark age is passing, For better or worse, Your hearts are locked in fear. I pray that I could do more to ease your pains; To be present among you. To care for the old and frail To wipe awayContinue reading “A Letter of Tears to Pashto افغانستان (Afghanistan)”
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