The Journey Of A Musāfir Poem by Abel Sadji A8S

I've walked each road, I've seen each sky,
From riverside to mountains high.
I've whispered to the winds and talked to the trees,
Yet in my heart, I still seek to find my peace.

Every village I've passed, every town I've known,
Still, the feeling lingers — I'm far from my home.
I search for a meaning, a purpose unknown,
In every new place, in every new zone.

The people I meet, the places I stay,
They offer me wisdom, but I'm led astray.
I thought the journey would show me the way,
But now I wonder, 'Should I end the day? '

'Ala kulli hal' — in every state,
I ask myself, "Is this my fate? "
Should I return to where I belong,
Or keep moving, though the road feels long?

The horizon calls, the world is wide,
But something pulls me back inside.
Is my purpose in wandering, or in the place I was born?
Is my soul's peace found in the world, or the home I've mourned?

A∞S