I Never Saw Him With My Bare Eyes

I never saw Him with my bare eyes, I pray that I shall, on one day, indeed Through every pain and sorrow, there will be wisdom and peace, splendid. Bare-footed subjugation with humility, declaring the oneness of God, faithfully. A gentle wash from confusion,leading to brighter piety, for a better cause, loyally. Ablution, prayer, supplication, for a better world, healing wounds, slow and sure. Each step will draw more strength,bring a richness of spirituality, to fight impure. Thy mercy overshadows anger, the all-knower of heart, the overpowering divinity May thy mercy save us from hellfire, cleanse our sin with the water, full of purity. Nothing is trivial to Him. And we seek for His aid only and His bountiful mercy Mortal human rises up to the supreme, through his prostration, spiritual ecstasy Word touches an inner word of wisdom, Inner pearls of reflection and acceptance O the sustainer!Accept us in steadfastness,with humility of thy wisdom, richness. I am rushing through words to depict a picture here. Maybe, I should not so. Nowadays faith is a gemstone, a subject of cover-up or a show-off thing to go. Alienated theory. Process of elimination. Nothing in the alignment of thy favor. We get processed through a system of brain-wash, instead of being wiser, sober. As I am pouring the words on a blank page, my strength of conviction says it, all I saw Him in breathtaking fall color, in far-reaching clouds on a sky, serene, full. Will you read it to the end? I am no one, yet, I need to be one, in a subtle way. A lowly world with worldly pain. A poem shall reach beyond, on a promising day.