Life’s a quest and we’re all searching for serenity and cognisance.
Some people search for fame and money somehow or rather.
Some search for love and a significant other.
Some search for a home to return to when the night gets cold.
Some wonder if they will live to be old.
I was searching for serendipity, ironically.
Trying to untangle the twisted lies i’d told myself all these while,
with the blades of each thread i cut myself.
Somnolence was a friend, heightened,
With the amount of greens swindled in my homeland my empathy dwindled.
So i brought myself to a distant land.
And there, 4000 miles away
A woman smiled at me the sweetest smile on the train back to Flinders Street Station and said her
Life’s a quest and we’re all searching for cognisance.
I found mine in a luckless life
It was hidden beneath the spilth i spewed
Into the waterways of god’s gifts i never recognised.
‘Wa nahnu aqrabu ilaihi min hablil warid’.
‘He is closer to you than your jugular vein.’
Sarah Syahirah, Pahang
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