Doubt
Silence encased
Even the fadest sound unheard
Only the voices in my heart muddling violently
In a vicious noise, without even making a sound
This weakness is Your gift
To keep me from arrogance
This doubt is Your gift
To guide me to Your arms
But when the heart just can’t understand
Brace me, my True Love
To keep me in this journey, no matter weary
Towards the true meaning
Of life
Copyright © Diba Basar | Year Posted 2011
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