I feel the end is drawing near,
would time be so kind to slow?
You are everything to me, my dear,
you are all I really know.
But as I sit and wait and fear
and watch the hours go—
Everything that happened here
happened long ago.
– Lullabies, by Lang Leav
The cycle of nature
brings back hope,
and promise
of a new beginning.
The Earth travels
around the sun
just to get back,
and relive this moment.
Pure and original
is the rebirth
when beauty awakes
upon spring’s first kiss.
Every year, as the month of Ramadan draws close, I feel like standing before a mountain to be climbed, wondering if I will have what it takes to make it all the way to the top. This year, with 20-hour days in the middle of the summer, that mountain seemed taller than ever.
Now, with only a day left of of fasting, reflecting back, I admit to myself that I didn’t take the ideal route to the top. In fact, it wasn’t even a particularly elegant one. Still, somehow, I feel I got there. And I pray that it counts.
May Allah accept our sacrifices in the month that has passed, and grant us the opportunity to improve our efforts in the future.
Have a blessed Eid al-Fitr celebration!