The Forest and The Trees

Ya Rahman,

Here I am worried about my troubles when another plane has gone missing.

Ya Rahman,

Here I am being concerned of what awaits me next year when places upon places are being flooded and snowed under.

Ya Rahman,

Here I am impatient over minute pains that I have to endure when I am informed with a tragic news that Aunty’s daughter had just returned to Allah during labour.

Ya Allah, 

You enable us to move and You promise that if we do You’d come running, and each time, I hesitated making that first move. 

I am sorry. 

Ya Allah,

I  am sorry. For falling short.

Ya Allah, 

I am sorry, for not keeping my eyes on on The Prize.

Ya Allah,

Keep me going.

 Don’t make lose sight of my path to You.

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