An afternoon last October brought about a particularly breezy day, seasoning the ground with an array of reds, yellows, and browns. But I wasn’t outdoors to enjoy it. Instead, I raced up staircases, through a maze of blindingly lit hallways to my …
A quiet appeal, whispering, waking,
Attempting to relieve the self-inflicted aching,
Heavy with sleeplessness, I reject any reckoning,
Of my conscience, beckoning, beckoning, beckoning.
But the attempts of the devil to leave me immobilized
How many times have you found yourself really motivated and excited to do something for Islam but then, slowly and surely, as time passed, you found that your enthusiasm decreased?
Well, if you have ever experienced this up and down, this high …