A journey to the truth

Through the dark colors of the night a light just like the moon shined to blind me, I never thought I’d see sharper when I’m blind, my eyes are really doubting what they see, darkness turned into white, silence shouted with a voice calling the deep center of my soul, breathing hardly I looked back with a face of amaze, I saw an old man standing along the path of my sight, slowly getting closer, details started to appear, I was stunned and even drowned by the deep ocean in his eyes, I felt I’m drinking a drop of a faith fountain, his white hair was racing the endless end and his clothes made an impression I’ll never forget.

He started to speak, I didn’t know what language he was speaking but I understood everything, my ears were not who heard what he was saying, I was listening with my spirit and his words were written on the walls of my heart with an inerasable ink, he was telling his believes, I listened carefully, he said don’t do that and he told me why it’s forbidden he carried me the letters of a book with an infinite number of mysteries and he sit the values of perfection.

His speech contained all the miracles anyone can think of, age couldn’t leave any wrinkles on his font, he drawn the outlines of immortality for himself, and he had the power to bring peace to everyone’s mind.

He told me god is a singular controlling power, he also convinced me by saying that if there was more than one there would be a contradiction and in the end one of two orders will be done over the other which means the one with undone order is not a god.

He whispered to me the past and some of the future, he washed my doubt away like the thirst of a person who is drinking a glass of pure water, he erased my fear of the unknown and he linked me directly with the creator of the universe.

My consciousness was filled with priceless ideas, I felt it was a jar of diamonds and gold, he made me a very passionate, peaceful person, he told me not to kill a soul and not to cut a tree, he said people’s freedom is born with them, and he ordered me to meditate five times everyday, he spoke out all the wisdom, nothing was left to say.I was listening all the time I didn’t open my mouth at all, it was locked with an invisible lock, I was captured with all of his sentences, I didn’t forget any of them, but I couldn’t remember all of them at the same second because of the greatness of everyone of them, I broke the lock of my mouth and asked him three words: “Who are you?” and he answered with one: “Islam”…