The flesh, blood, bones
and every parcel of my being
seeks to journey elsewhere...
as if to say enough parts of me
have always been missing all along,
and those lost pieces were consumed
by roaring flames of desire, burning...
leaving a deep fragmented void within,
thus longing to endlessly travel to a place
where all shattered pieces perfectly align
in peaceful and restful harmony as a whole.
So I flee to the Originator of all lost pieces,
to replenish the growing vacant space.
My Savior, the Unerring Designer,
who flawlessly fashions and rearranges
every misplaced element to the very last bit.
– Fadhila M.
