Oh angels, I’ve given in
Your guiding whispers were never misguiding
It was me who always chose my own decisions
You were always right, voice of Iman.
I wish it were easier to abide by what you’d say
But you’d only speak once- or I’d only hear you once- for my own distractions and fervor would blur your song away.
Without you, my heart would be dead
and leave no goodness to plan ahead
If only I can take your hand when you lend it
and accept the offer to see what you see
But I guess it’s a matter of a leap of faith
from my own stubborn emotions
to actually make the will to further into your world
of patience and peace
It’s my lack of courage
to escape from my confusion-
afraid to face my very own delusion,
So angels, I’ve given in
because all the same- it never made a difference in the pain
except that with you I actually had something to gain!
I’ve come to your doors
to give you my message
that I actually
want to listen this time.
Iman- Islamic term for faith and belief