How small their interpretation
When a trial touches you
Do you feel that it be an education-
A refutation of your goodness
That you might be tamed in the ways of the World
How small is your interpretation
That you would accept poverty
For a richness of soul.
Do you not think that God’s care extends to you even there?
Then that trial is not a trial of remonstration
But a trial of your heart to see how much you would believe
They might up the stakes
Chase you from wall to wall
But you know that you are a door
And because of you
Not only one will be saved
But many too
Then would you not believe?
In the vastness of God’s mercy
And that none can touch you
Except by His leave.
Then a champion be.
And do not stop until the many are free
For God’s intervention and care
Are not things to be hid
But things to glory in
And be shared
So that others can know
That this is an attainable state
Strive,
think,
live
and contemplate
And you are half way there.
Shafees
1st November 2021
1 comment:
On Wednesday morning I had a most pertinent and beautiful dream.
I was outside in an open landscape and the clouds were heavy, low and bilious. And I knew in the dream that the clouds were off snow.
The clouds turned upon themselves as of stirred by a silent high wind. And from them came in sheets snow falling to the ground.
Not in spaces lines, or horizontal sheet.
But in vertical sheets falling like linen to the ground.
And making mini hillocks of snow where they fell.
I went to one such mound, marvelling how could this be snow that had fallen such.
Took it in my hand and made a snow ball which I threw. I knew then that what I had known before was true that this was snow.
But snow not as precipitation.
The unseen, unfelt wind pushed the cloud upwards and the sheets of linen snow downwards and the sky cleared to a bright day.
I leave for you to interpret the dream.
But I will give you a clue.
Water symbolises hardship when seen in a dream. Because hardships are meant to clean us anew.
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