Finding Him

Into masjids' splendour

There lied a great treasure

I tried searching You

In vain, got no clue

In Your need

I was a like dying seed

Awaiting water

Broken, about to shatter.

Among rocks huge,I wandered

Over You only I pondered

Diving into oceans deep

I lost my peace and my sleep

Tired and short of breath

Waiting for a sudden death

I gave up, I had lost

Lying lifelessly in a ground vast

My dry eyes caught sight

Of a poor child,of his plight

Lean body, sad eyes

Alone in a world of infinite size

Giving him my half bread

Loving words I said

He vanished,but I found

You,standing on that very ground.