The Calling

My journey all turned tiresome
the cracked paths and dusty feet
all narrate my story .
My heart beats for nothing
my marble soul finds no peace .
Chasing the fog , I run in the woods
where every chirp and every crisp walk
leads me to His place .
The prisms of sun lead me to a way
where the breeze of night embraces me
Up there in the sky , He is smiling at me
And we both know
‘I’ve heard his calling
I’ve found peace’

~Sidra Nazir

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