The Awakening Dream
Thoughts in my mind
Spinning round and round
So many questions I have
But with no answers at hand
I ask about peace
I ask about love
I wonder what the future holds
In its concealing glove
Who should I ask?
Who should I tell?
Should I talk to the wall?
Or should I look in the well?
The well is deep I can see
But it’s altogether dry
Thirsty for answers
I look at it and cry
With hope that my tears
Will soften it up
Will wake it up
Or fill it up
With feelings and answers
That console my own
But I cried my heart dry
Yet all was in vain
For the well that I cried at
Dried up again
It took my tears in
Embraced them with its walls
While I stood there waiting
For it to give some answers back
It is of no use, I realized
To cry to heartless stone
While out there in this world
A knowing heart pumps alive
To search for it I need
And search for it
I did Still not finding it
I dozed off and began to dream
In this dream of mine
I saw a gorgeous man
His gallant appearance
Pacified my flaming heart
I gazed at him in awe
Trying to remember how to speak
“Fear not”, he said
“My child, you need not speak”
He placed his gentle hand
Right on my pounding heart
As if he read it
He looked at me and said
“This restless heart
Shall soon find its rest
What vexes it shall
be gone And healed by the best”
I woke up in shock
My joy was extreme
All I needed was a sign
To make me believe in my dream
I scanned the place for a while
Finding nothing amusing ahead
But what I found was this:
A Qura’an next to my bed
Of desperation I took it
Opened it to a random page
I began to read it
And was at once completely engaged
For the first words I read
Were the words of the almighty
“For those of you who ask for signs
Have we not shown you enough already”
In complete remorse I said:
“Oh Allah forgive me please
While I was far from you
You remained so close to me”
I have searched for knowledge in the North
For answers in the South
For the meanings of love in the East
And of peace in the West
I asked many people
But not once before
Did I turn to this book
For explanations, comfort, and more
Years have gone by
Since I saw the awakening dream
From that day on
I held on tight to the book so dear
For it has showed me love
It has showed me peace
And it has taught my soul
How to be at ease
**Yours Truly: Basma Al-Wohaib **
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