The Notion of Not Seeing Enough Miracles....
Today's mentality and attitude
is not as sound as it was yesterday,
and the chosen path didn't diverge
from the distant past so affected
by the miracles that happened, but
the skeptical was the arrant liar...
desecrating and devaluing divinity,
detaching from the undeniable Designer!
And whoever dredges up this regret,
and doesn't question truth:
has entered in a cosmic dimension
which disarms anyone willing to discern,
and cease the lament of not seeing enough miracles;
piety made the saints grow in compassion,
and their constant devotion was an expanse of faith...
never extinguished by indignant words!
Be like them, never fleeing the dying sword,
speak kindly to them, and make them see their vileness;
and whether it was willful or not ...be merciful and virtuous,
and change their visceral spirit with the noblest word...
have the wisdom of the Prophets who were inspired by God,
and brought a rebellious people back to their Lord!
A vagrant person won't find a tranquil place in days,
trenching on a stark wasteland...where no trees ever grow,
the arid air welcomes nothing but sunlight;
be illuminated by spirituality and remit any sorrow
to reprove silliness and resentment ...
and finally put aside the notion of not seeing enough miracles!
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