Fallen from celestial heights,
Caught in the grasp of shadows,
I wander these barren paths,
Searching for light that lingers beyond sight.
Tangled in illusion's intricate web,
Clinging to echoes that shatter and fade,
I drift deeper into the silent abyss,
Longing to tear free from this veil.
Will you show me the way?
Does dawn rise beyond this dusk?
I feel as if I've fallen from the stars,
Fragments of celestial fire trailing behind.
At last, I hear the whisper:
"O My servants who have
Exceeded the limits
Against their souls!
Do not lose hope in Allah's mercy."
A miracle stirs within.
Like a full-force supernova igniting my veins,
A single spark blazes against the dark.
And I rise, reaching to seize this burning ember,
Knowing I will not slow, will not waver.
The sky, no longer distant, calls me home.
I gather fragments of lost stars,
And step forward, as the shadows dissolve behind.
MyKoul
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