A Believer's Travels Poem by Ridwan Olamide

A mile, then the next,
Ten miles, then another,
A hundred miles and still counting.

This endless search for the key,
all but a vain journey,
though I have hints,
they only show that I cannot find all I need.

Certain about defeat,
yet more determined to search,
to comb the seven heavens,
to dig the seven earths,
and to search all that is between.

Though my search ends in defeat,
I am delighted wit my lot,
I am certain, more certain, most certain,
that I did as I was asked,
that He alone has the Key, the Knowledge, which he tells me to seek,
Allah knows best.