Arafah

i long

for that elevated place;

my soul seeks

its redemptive power.

flashes of wrongs

light my memory

and i beg

for forgiveness,

Grace.                                                 

i have been unduly

in error

and i

remain ashamed.

i seek help, pardon;

i have no legs

to walk the blessed

circumference

of faith;

i have no tongue

to speak my words

of sorrow,

repentance;

i am piteously

lost

blinded by ego,

yet remorseful.

i have wronged humans

and life itself;

i have abused,

neglected,

scorned.

i am not fit

to abide.

yet i hunger for life,

continuence–

why?

that i                                            

may be                                     

pardoned      

and walk straight–

that i may 

err less

and forgive…

Linda Tauhid
8/25/17