Perfect Destination

there is a perfect Destination,
 beautiful beyond sense and comprehension
 as close as our heartstrings and immeasurably far away
 One that is Ever Watchful of our endeavours.

 there is a chosen route, 
 a trial and preparation for the end and an infinite beginning.

 there is a last guide, 
 who has best travelled the route and who leads the way still.

 there is a map,
 which if we frequently read will give us confidence and peace of mind on our
 journey.

 there is a compass, 
 that if we safekeep will lead us in the right direction.

 the route, is sometimes smooth sailing and sometimes difficult,
 sometimes sandy, sometimes rocky,
 sometimes jagged, sometimes slippery, 
 sometimes an extremely steep uphill, 
 sometimes a delightful grassy downslope.

 there are obstacles, 
 sometimes small, sometimes monumental 
 sometimes repeated, sometimes one of a kind
 but always never too difficult to overcome.

 there are mirages, 
 twinkling illusions which move further away the harder we chase after them
 straying us onto trails that diverge from the route
 that which seem the easier more exciting alternative at first 
 but which subsequently makes us lose sight of our Destination.

 there are passages, 
 which lead us back onto the route once we realize that we have strayed from it.

 there are others, 
 sometimes they are ahead of us, sometimes they stay behind
 and sometimes they will walk with us for a while 
 sometimes they may help us, sometimes they may trip us 
 sometimes, we are in a position to help them 
 and sometimes we may falter, and trip them as well 
 we meet up often with some, it’s just once or twice with others
 we share a special bond with a few and a kinship with all.

 there is light up ahead, 
 which shines brighter and fills us up inside for every step that we take 
 towards our Destination
 for every move we make to help others along the way.

 there is darkness, 
 that creeps up from behind
 which grows darker and threaten to drown us for each time we falter
 for every time we hurt others and ourselves.

 the darkness is doubt
 the light is faith
 the others are our companions
 the mirages are our worldly wants and the passage back is redemption
 the obstacles are tests of our faith and perseverance
 the compass is our إيمان
 the map is ٱلْقُرْءَان
 the last guide is ﷴ ﷺ
 the chosen route is ٱلْإِسْلَـٰمُ 

and our Destination is ﷲ ﷻ the Mighty Creator of all.