The Secret
When every ounce of me life does not relish
A breeze of hope strokes my anguish
When a flash of fear crosses my sight
A glimpse of light soothes my fright
When a grain of grudge glides into my vein
A pile of peace pumps pleasure into my pain
When a drop of rage weakens my mind
An ocean of faith spills into my insight
The secret
God.
Copyright © Besma Riabi Dziri | Year Posted 2018
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