I see a glimpse of light

At the break of the night

Soon it fades away

Despite all my might

To make it stay

Or at least

Give me some strength

To fight

To gather what’s left

To pretend I’m alright


We didn’t choose this journey

We don’t know when to depart

We think we have plans

We believe we can

But the fact of the matter

Is that

Each one of us

Is on a path

Already set, despite

All the twists and turns

We like to assume

Are the manifestation

Of our own “free will”

But when we reach the end

And look back at the trend

By which our lives

Had unfolded

We realize

There has been a plan

And we had been

Playing the roles

Making the moves

However, it’s already

Too late

To try to change

What had already been


To manifest

In the right order

No wonder…


About The Soaring Eagle

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6 Responses to Light

  1. هل تتحدث عما سماه المسلمون بعد أن ترجموا علوم اليونان وبدؤوا يتفلسفون( يمعنى معرفة علم الفلسفة) الجبرية.أم لعلها القدرية. 🙂 أخلط بينهما دائما.. بس كأنك تقول هنا أن الإنسان مسير..
    أعجبتني بساطة التعبير ومباشرته، ولم يحل ذلك دون التقاط صور واستعارات لطيفة.

    • That’s a big statement!

      What I’m trying to say is that we give “free will” more than it deserves. Surrender to Allah’s Will brings us peace, while our own free will can’t. Often times it brings us suffering. I suggest you read the poem along the lines of true freedom and true choice, not as a conflict between two wills. Poetry is not always precise, or philosophical. It’s an art. It opens closed doors and windows in one’s mind to see life from a different vantage point. It invites us to get in touch with something beyond the five senses, to get in touch with that which defines us, makes us who we truly are.

      That said; I do believe there are no coincidences in this universe, everything is carefully planned, timed and properly facilitated. We humans like to argue with that: “where does that leave our free will?”. It’s part of the master plan.

      That’s all I have to say on this delicate subject.

  2. Salma says:

    Oh and the picture, I just simply love, I think it is the first picture that true illuminates the meaning of what you are trying to say.

  3. Salma says:

    Very nicely knitted, I can see a major change between this and your first poems, you have a nicely tuned sense of rhyme here. While I said to most of the poems you wrote that they get the reader involved in the scenery this one manages to capture the emotion beautifully, as if you had chosen all the right words in all the right places. This possibly might be my favorite so far.

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