In Search of Guidance (by Mahmoudat Sanni-Oba)

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It seemed like a well worn path,
A path of bliss and fulfilment
Of an ocean of unending love
matched by none.

Footsteps lay before me,
Of generations that laid down
The Foundation
of worship and glorification.
I was standing on the shoulders of giants.

I called upon him to help me,
In the depths of the night,
When the stars danced alone,
The moon shone with half a smile,
When hearts were asleep,
My mouth muttered: Ya Allah,
Help me. For I am a sinner,
cloaked with your mercy and forgiveness.

                       By: Mahmoudat Sanni-Oba


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