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MOVING ON...TO A BLESSED SPIRITUAL STATE
Black, then dark blue,
And then sunlit blue,
Nothing is ever new,
In the recent week,
Shade and its hue,
I am involved in a battle,
With my own lower self,
The serpents still rattle,
Like spiders on a shelf,
Amidst glimmering dew.
God and only God,
Matter most to me now,
World and its whims,
Are like a stale pea pod,
In which I too grew...
Now I am a fighter,
And a blessed one too,
For God and His mercy,
Are shining brighter,
And the time is not far,
When I draw even closer,
To a blessed spiritual state,
Known but to His few.
(Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay, on October 16, 2011.
