O' child of wonder

O' child of wonder
by Azly Rahman

You asked about the meaning of all life's sufferings
                     and all these;
there are none for some,
they are what you wish to create out of these,
                  for many.

You were a child of experiences
that vacillate between the sacred and the profane;
hence you seek for 'god' in "his" house
and still cried like a child abandoned by the divine

You traversed the path of self-discovery,
with beauty and wit as gifts
                  to break the heart of many;
but you gave too much,
too early,
until you find there is nothing left for you
to bathe in love's fountain of glory

You met keen souls
whose character and intentions your heart was never foretold;
only to find sadness and tears of living
you can no longer hold

You found the meaning of things
that grow like flowers in spring;
these are the signs of life you see rejuvenating.


I can go on and on with a thousand verses but to conclude I say

" Of past lives that comes a visitin'
there are those you met to guide you
                                 through the mysteries of the unseen,
there are those who want to tell you how,
                                together, life could have beautifully been."