My Guide

My  Guide

At Al Ain

As I squandered in self-doubt

heart aching for some route

You came primed with all your clout

When hope ran its course

came a silver lining from a divine source 

tugging me from the whirl pool of sand

urging me to trudge along for that blissful land

“It lies there hidden, don’t lose way

Though darkness leads you astray

Unflagging you must stay”

These glorious words nudged me along

No matter the thousand  falls

The pricks from the thorns, the hurt from that hurled stone

Uncertainty can build no cage

No rage, insecurity, panic or dread

It may take ages but the path is laid

Decked in glee, drenched with bliss

Till you are my guide urging me along