When I touched the snow,
I didn't feel the flow of thermal energy.
For my fingers were freezing cold.
I strained to hear a rustle,
But I realized, the sound waves,
Had less amplitude and frequency than my heart beats.
If broken glass would cut through my leather shoes,
I wouldn't sense the pain.
Because my feet tingles in numbness.
I knew, fear was gripping me.
Holding on, creating a covalent bond.
Terrifying, chilling and savouring my mind.
I called for help with a dry, aching throat.
Voiceless, I shuddered at the thought.
Prayers, they call, to the greatest Lord.
Suddenly, the lamp shone,
Lighting my trembling soul, filling it,
With music, warmth and life.
Reassured. He's with me and I'm fearless.
We do remember Allah in times of pain We really do. And HE helps us come through difficulties. A thoughtful poem with a true message. Well Done
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Beautiful piece of poetry acknowledging the Omnipresence Omniscience Omnipotence nature of God. With God all things are possible. A well articulated and nicely penned poem bristling with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.