Poetry

A Believer’s Worry

Could it be a worry that I only write in the peak of my sorrows?
Could it be a worry that I only write in the soars of my enlightenment?
For you are the comfort I heaved in my writings, delicately though flawed.
Could it be a worry?

Stop worrying, dear believer.
You are in good hands of The All Writer, of Your Creator.

Indeed you plan and Your Lord plan but His plans are better.

Advertisements
Standard