Spiritual Death

Samer Amin

 

 

 

The holy light dwells in hearts alone,

 

 

 

do not give up, hold on, until the first rays of the upcoming dawn.

 

 

 

Anyone who will make it till the next dawn,

 

 

 

cannot get lost at the crossroads.

 

 

 

The holy light picked the sacred heart as a place to call it home.

 

 

 

Amid the purified chambers of this heart,

 

 

 

devotional melodies are recited and repeated.

 

 

 

The holy of holies is where the holy light dwells,

 

 

 

and dispels the dreadful darkness of the spiritual death.

 

 

 

A persistent state of agony that can't be relieved by any material gains.

 

 

 

The dreadful darkness that penetrates a submerged heart.

 

 

 

A sinking heart in the midst of a dark ocean of separation from the ultimate source of light and life.

 

 

 

The murky ocean, shrouded in the gloom of overarching dreadful clouds of unfathomable misery and despair.

 

 

 

The falling heart into a deep abyss of agonizing sharp claws of depression and shrieking pains.

 

 

 

The super-smart heart that does everything it can do,

 

 

 

to mitigate the horrible free fall into the black abyss with its worldly gains.

 

 

 

Having fashionable worldly goods and drawing a silly smirk on its face.

 

 

 

A foolish smile that might convince the dark ocean to stop being so black,

 

 

 

and the deep abyss to stop getting so deep.

 

 

 

The holy light dwells in hearts alone,

 

 

 

do not give up, hold on, until the first rays of the upcoming dawn.

 

 

 

Anyone who will make it till the next dawn,

 

 

 

 cannot get lost at the crossroads.

  • Author: Samer Amin (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 13th, 2021 02:29
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  • orchidee

    Good write Samer.

    • Samer Amin

      Thank you so much, stay blessed, have a very nice day.

    • dusk arising

      If this holy light is anything to do with the rubbish the christian churches try to bully little children into believing then i don't want it anywhere near me.

      A more natural spiritual aura alights my existence.

      • Samer Amin

        In general, I usually resort to many metaphorical borrowing to convey a message between my lines.

        Any literature discourse may resort to many various metaphorical techniques, in order to surpass the limited boundaries of plain words.

      • Goldfinch60

        As d a has said my own spiritual light is within me and leads me to my positive outlook on life.

        Andy

        • Samer Amin

          Thank you Andy! I'm so glad to know that you are leading and enjoying a positively guided life, because of your own inner spiritual light.



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