I found it not in the east, nor towards the west
North and south, I came without
Losing hope
Retreating inward
There it was
In all its splendour
And …
I finally face my qibla **
**Qibla is the direction one faces while praying
poetry and some more
I found it not in the east, nor towards the west
North and south, I came without
Losing hope
Retreating inward
There it was
In all its splendour
And …
I finally face my qibla **
**Qibla is the direction one faces while praying
It always begins within…with self and humbling self to be able to really hear the song of eternal love, which once it permeates your essence you learn to share and love others in a way that multiplies the eternal love making it to daily blossom to all whom you meet! You are found, by the peace of eternal bliss…is it not an easy thing to share it? You are always a delight to read! God bless!
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May the sender of blessings be blessed double-fold.
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Greetings,
I like this a lot…about the One direction.
All good wishes,
robert
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Thank you for visiting. I’m happy you relate to this poem.
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