Experience of life speaks -
It's sour and sweet
Its every pulse every beat
Is designed as such
To Bring heart close by
To perceive wonders
Of Haqq, Hikmah and Hayy
A touch of spice
A grace of bland
Arduous heights
Tumultuous low
In all I see -
The life's ebb and flow
Serves as friend and alibi
It is a means to restore
The wanderer is brought
Home from being adrift
He's pulled back to shore.
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