Sometimes I wish I were among the birds,
From a view which has no spoken words
Looking down at the thousands of believers praying
Each and every one repeatedly saying:
“God is Great!” In resounding unison
Men and women sharing a vision
Clothed in white, synchronised as one
Like the ocean’s tides, and the river’s run
“Glory be to God!” I hear them loud and clear
With such intense belief, I can see their tears
The awe is in seeing them praying in line
A scene to admire, I witness His signs
Yet the impact is such, each to their own
Individuals knowing they will be answerable alone
How I see it from here, is unity’s miracle alive
But the reality is, each believer must strive
And then heads in prostration before their Only Master
“let us reach towards you, more eager and faster!”
Each utters his heartfelt desires within
The ocean’s particles separate in sin
But from above I can’t see for what each prays
Just that I beg the miracle of Unity and bond stays
Not just at surface, but truly with care
Each believing being learning to love, care, and share.