Tag: nature

  • Moments in Time

    It is true, it feels like time is running fast – and continuously accelerating. Until everything becomes a blur in the past, and we never again get to glance in that window. I keep trying to immortalize past moments by the click of a shutter, and my experiences – my state of mind – by…

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    afzal

  • Balance

    As for the earth, We spread it out and placed upon it firm mountains, and caused everything to grow there in perfect balance (Quran 15:19) — English by Dr. Mustafa Khattab, the Clear Quran

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  • When We Walked Together

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    For a long while I walkedwith you by my sideonly to realizethat our paths will never cross Enjoy the viewmy friendthis is allyou will ever have

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  • Eid-Al-Fitr Mubarak 2022

    Another Ramadan has come and gone. A sure sign of the relentless passing of time. As always, it’s been a time of trials and tribulations. Of sincere prayers and deep reflections. A time of lucid late evenings and tired early mornings. And, as always, a time of failure and of success. Today, on the eve…

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  • Thanks

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    Thanks for sharing all your stories, big and small. Thanks for always coming through, and for surprising me when I least expect it. Thanks for your patience even in moments of stress. Thanks for always trying, and for your friendship.

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  • Imperfect

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    The landscape lay before me like a painting.If there could ever exist a perfect painting, that is. But no human creation could possess such beauty.Such blend of form and function.None. Taking it all in, I saw the final photograph in my mind’s eye.A beautiful piece of art, able to stir in the viewers heart,the same…

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  • The Sun Never Says

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    EvenAfterAll this timeThe sun never says to the earth, “You oweMe.” LookWhat happensWith love like that,It lights theWholeSky. Poem by Hafiz. Translation by Daniel Ladinsky

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  • Snow

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    Pure, fresh, pristine.Having arrived just a few hours before,it was waiting for us as we stood at the trailhead.A clean white carpet draped on the forest floor,inviting us in. And we walked. Hard as rock. And unforgivingly slippery.Treacherous under a thin blanket of powder.One misstep and we’d be on our backs. We kept walking. Brittle…

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  • The Mountains That We Climb

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    In life, we all have our mountains to climb.Our bidding is to keep going, even when times are grim.With prayers and effort, and a firm belief.We long for that breathtaking view from the summit. Once there, we may realize,little do we understand the grand scheme.Such unexpected is life,that it never ceases to amaze and surprise.

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  • Ved Rondane

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    No seer eg atter slike Fjøll og Dalar,som deim eg i min fyrste Ungdom saag,og sama Vind den heite Panna ‘svalar;og Gullet ligg paa Snjo, som fyrr det laag.Det er eit Barnemaal, som til meg talar,og gjer’ meg tankefull, men endaa fjaagMed Ungdomsminni er den Tala blandad:Det strøymer paa meg, so eg knapt kan anda.…

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