In the Lanes of Knowledge - A poem*

Musa was walking down the lane of knowledge
To be trained by God, not any ordinary college

With Yusha ibn Noon, a young helper boy
Who shared with Musa all moments of trial and joy

Musa told Yusha i'll walk until two rivers meet
Not worrying or tiring, as the journey is bitter but sweet

They stopped by a stone to take some rest
But the fish in their bucket decided to jest

It jumped out and made its way to the river
Yusha when he saw it, his spine got a shiver

He forgot to tell Musa, rather Shaitan advised him so
For if he were to tell it, it would rise Musa's brow

They continued walking after, until Musa felt hunger
"Bring out that fish!", he told to his younger

Yusha told him of the fish and how he did forget
Musa exclaimed, "hey! thats the sign we needed to get!"

They walked back to the stone where they had rested
Sharing stories of nations that were gifted and tested

There he met Qhizr, a man of knowledge and poise
Exclusive knowledge from God, to see what all implies

"Teach me from your knowledge; and follow you if I may?"
"You will find me patient and I wont disobey"

Hesitated and negotiated, but Qhizr did agree
"Just dont question me on what I ought to decree"

They started their journey and soon they hired a boat
Qhizr made a hole in it so it would hardly float

"Why you damaged the boat? you want us to drown!?"
First complaint of Musa, and Qhizr gave him a frown

"Didnt I tell you, you wont be patient with me?"
"Sorry that I said so, I'll make no more plea"

They went further till they met a young boy
Qhizr killed him, making Musa further annoy

"Terrible thing you did!" Musa exclaimed again
Qhizr frowned as before, but Musa promised to abstain

Entering a small village they were hungry and drained
They asked the villagers for food, but no one entertained

Qhizr noticed in the village a wall
He fixed it as it was about to fall

"Shouldn't you have taken food for this service's reward?"
Too much for Qhizr, he now was ready to depart

"Come, i'll tell you the reasons behind my actions
Actions for which you couldn't control your reactions

"The boat belonged to poor
but their king was very cruel

"I made a hole in the boat that its owners can repair
therefore of the boat's value, the king wont be aware

"The boy's parents were good, but he himself was wretched
That God replace him with a good one, is not so far fetched

"The wall belonged to orphans and hid their father's savings
Fixing the wall prevented the villagers' misbehavings

"All this I did with none but God's Will
He uses me to have his orders fulfill"

Astonished Musa learned: with all distress is glory
'God Knows Best' is the moral of this story!

* my debut poem. Based on a story of Prophet Moses (p.b.u.h) in Quran (Al-Kahf/The Cave)