Life Is Simple

Life is really very simple and so are its decisions,

For every truth that I choose over a lie, it’s a burden less on mankind.

Not all bridges are cemented with love,

Some are rickety, some are burnt and some are bridges in name only,

Yet, more bridges have been made over turbulent rivers,

By guileless men refusing to waver,

This strength doesn't come in a day or a year,

It comes when you are ready,

It comes, when it’s ready to take its pound of flesh,

When your heart and that of a child, is the same,

When you know brokenness and the splendor it brings,

When your whole being collapses under the weight of goodness; 

Goodness, a gentle stillness and not the nobility of being good,

Then life is simple, quiet, like an instrumental piece that cares not for the gush of words.

The Song of the Sufi Masroof