Oh Lord of the Worlds,
You are my only path,
Even when I stumble,
And fail to grasp.
I’ve failed again, and failed once more,
Yet my heart still beats,
On Your sacred shore.
Though my steps are weak,
And my plans fall apart,
Your mercy is the balm,
That heals my aching heart.
In Your remembrance, I find peace,
In every prayer, my burdens cease.
For even when I falter, I know,
Your light will guide me where I must go.
Failures may come, and fears may rise,
But in Your mercy, my spirit flies.
Oh Lord of the Worlds, You are my way,
Through every night, and every day.
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A Convert Muslimah's Journey in Verse
PoesíaIn the quiet moments of my life, I found a call I couldn't ignore-a whisper of peace, a guidance toward something greater than myself. I embraced Islam not just as a religion, but as a way of life that touches every corner of my soul. As a convert M...
