Peace, one and all…
I came to your door
you did not turn me away.
Turning this way and that,
in my unfortunate state,
I found my way to you,
to find your hand already outstretched.
You spoke into the very heart of me
and I felt the breath of heaven:
‘Come back to life,
and walk beneath the sun once more’.
I am yours beloved friend.
Let the world think whatsoever it will:
should a grain of sand ever be ashamed
of the beauty of the rising sun?
Abdur Rahman, 17th March, 2009