One With Him

 In this vast, challenging universe,
 I am no better or lesser than the person besides me,
 I am no one, yet, if I didn’t have a name or a body I would still exist,
 By the grace of God and the mechanics of karma,
 I am born in a circle, my own sphere of influence,
 Its here I can usher in change,
 I can be a beacon or I can be a chain,
 I can spread joy or hand out pain,
 I can be patient and wise or be angry, tell lies,
 I can be in awe of creation or be saddened by grief that shrouds mankind,
 I can see hunger for love in the eyes of the old and lonely,
 Or swallow the bile of my own bitterness,
 I can share what I have or hoard for tomorrow,
 A tomorrow no one knows or has seen,
 A tomorrow that most certainly will be different from the tomorrow of my imagination...

 In this vast, challenging universe,
 My strength is my prayer,
 My strength is the acknowledgement that I am but a fraction of all that is,
 Beautiful, ugly, manifest, unmanifest,
 God be blessed, in this realization that I am nothing, no one,
 From a fraction I become one with Him.

The Song of the Sufi Masroof