Dear God I Am In Your Loving Scar

Dear GOD

They give a wide-wide berth
Alone I live in Your longer sight
See me- wandering I am beggarly
Your widened loves scar me fairly
I requested You to put in a word for me
But was undecided at all I in ascot free
Did I let the grass grow under my feet?
Did I really go back on my promise?

by MAHTAB BANGALEE

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Did I let the grass grow under my feet? A question that is not only about the grass. Layi hayat aaye qaza le chali chale Apni khushi se aaye na apni khushi chale (Shaikh Ibrahim Zauq) Life brought us and we came, death took us back, we went back.
Beautiful devotional piece of poetry written with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing Mahtab.