“A mountain keeps an echo deep inside. That’s how I hold your voice.”
The passing moments of silence hold the embodiments of possibility. .
The inflection of tone as time passes embrace the wondering thoughts of..
The tempo of the heart rate steadily inclines fully in-flight…
Steadily the past has become a blur of what was…
While today is only seen as a blessing
Unearthing the frayed layers of oneself…
Softening the edges of bitterness…
The one encompassing pure perfection. .
Thru his grace of sincerity..
I find eternal peace..
Sunrise brings the days closer between forever.. while happiness in tomorrow begins before todays sunset. Just as life begins and ends with one; so does happiness with pleasing our creator and inturn ourselves. Strengthen my character to reflect you, humble me to recognize my flaws, and comfort me to understand you created me with purpose. Without you I am merely fragments of the deserts clay.
A silent calm that ignites a flame with a slow burn.. a white light, no smoke just the steady scent of jasmine through the morning dew.. A balance of patience intertwined by a common thread. Seeking remembrance of the true purpose for we are nothing without him while he is everything. An undertone exhales life into the after that awakes the soul to our truth.
An enbodyment of what you hope for that can rip through the reality of perception. A frank understanding between what you want and what God wants for you; will they intertwine? A disheveled look of bewonderment when faced with something new. Grow patience at a higher level, to where God wants you. Steady the fear of destruction that would be easy to delve into. The murky waters while unclear show promise of an undecidedly yet already determined tomorrow. A new begining, step easy as the words show truth, confidence, inner strength and heart beyond measure; it doesn’t seem to scare them. Which for me a new to form level of understanding is slowly born. Let me be me and you be you our balance equal as we both discover what’s true.
If love was possible to delve within my soul through our endeavoring connection with one another.. then I may have fallen.. I fell long ago.. Fell within your journey of what could be, opening my eyes to adventures that only truly felt enjoyable with you by myside.. You open your world for me to see… Your smile that captures me in hopes one day.. Somehow someway.. Allah has intertwined you within my life so I may be your wife…
Life’s multidimensional aspects merged with the many avenues of every individual story. As life churns the sediment sometimes, ones path is not as clear as we hope. Taking the leap of faith… Wading through the murky water and believing with every erosion that takes place we land just as we are suppose too… Awaken the spirit to believe we can never give up.. For the next river that merges into our ocean would make life’s wonders clear…
To my brothers who are just being released from Prison
The heart and emotions have been confined within a cold cell where emotions are unpermitted by ones surroundings. Rediscovering oneself in the beauty of freedom often grasping the need for a calm reminder the cold cement walls have no hold on you as they once did. Reawakening a spirit casting light into the multifaceted layers of darkness much like a sunrise because every day we are reborn for the hope today has to offer. The patience of those around you is almost as important as the patience you have with yourself. Craving for the warmth of an understanding equal echoes through the soul to show you your footing will be anchored once again and the feeling of nothingness will dissipate within time. While your heart and emotions have been isolated the natural fire within your soul has kept the desire to feel these things and readjust to your new landscape that is slowly flourishing.
What if who you are within is not “enough” for others?
Maybe banishing one self to a distant land is the only equalizer for you to feel the acceptance you crave so much from the social norm..
What must I give.. Fold, transform to for others to see me as I am and that to be the beauty of their day..
The light of the sky the wondering dream they grasp..
What If you find yourself lost amongst the sky’s darkness .
What if I am never enough..
“I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all. ~Richard Wright”—
In August my friend lost her mom and while I believe a loss such as that knows no comparison somehow I wrote this just imagining what it would be like if and when my mom is no longer around.. I love you mom!
May we look to Gods words to drown our sorrow. May we always hold dear the Love ones we have, especially since know one is guaranteed tomorrow. May we find the strength to know you wish us no true pain. May we remember the life lessons she always taught us, even the ones we thought we knew better. Through the sun and through the rain, Gods grace will hold us true. May we never forget the laughter we shared and the heart ache she comforted us through. Let us rejoyce in the memories we shared and the Love she showed us, that somehow always grew. Let us pass along their timeless teachings the ones that only our mother knew.
In the past few months I have been subjected to harsh criticism and derogatory remarks all simply because I have been wearing my Hijab. While differences should make each person shine individually in this case they have shown me what truly lays within some people I thought were friends and co workers but have been faced to except their narrow mindedness that pushes me away even when I offer calm educated lessons of truth verses fear. If anything the negative remarks have only allowed me to wear my Hijab with more pride although my hope in what use to be friendships and society as a whole has shown me yet again even as Americans have a long way to go.
Heavens wondering daydream of drifting dense clouds, wrap my convoluted thoughts of fear, disalutionment and graspless pieces of the past…
Realizing now my heart and soul were not lost with the horror of my surcumstances…
I steadily seek out gods approval of my progression…
While still coming to crossroads of epliogue..
What actions shall I make today.. Enevitianily will play a roll in my life tomorrow.. And most certainly down the valleys and peaks life throws our way..
The assertion of my actions and choices have already been planned by God, what I do with the knowledge I gain from every experience is the ulitimate impact.
The newness and effortless ability to wake up and take the journey that is within ones heart. An American Muslima journey walking with Allah through the peaks and valleys of life all journeys have lessons. I’m a southern south mixed with my mother’s gumbo and a hunger to be the best version of myself and strengthen my Deen and Imman. My Blog is the frank journey of my life while sometimes uncomfortable to share my intention is to give hope to others to not live within the silence but awaken the fire within and show society a woman can have class and grace with a voice to be heard.
"By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower." *Rabindranath Tagore*
Though the storms may come and Leave only fragments of what I use to be.. Gods strength is steady while mine wavers from what I see.. My inner beauty out weighs anything the exterior my have to offer… And yet I fear my exterior is what has created me eternally unloveable.. Eternally forgettable as my heart is full and my mind is heavy with these fragments of what I use to be.. The mirrors and magazines of what beauty should be.. Is not me.. My petals my wilt through the the storms.. And dry by the sun.. But I am just as God intended me to be.. Forever and always me..