Prayer

Prayer

Hands spread out
In front of her visage
She calls out the Lord;
The Most Merciful of all.
She hears the cry
Escape her lips
As the tears stream down
Bit by bit.
Shoulders slumped
Face soaked
With salty pearls,
A realization
Suddenly unearths.
The lips curve into a smile
For she remembers
Surah Najm
“And it is He who makes you laugh,
And He who makes you cry.
And that He will give death, and
He who gives life.”
Consoled and calm
She forgets her strife.
With renewed vigor
Her eyes sparkle and shine.
For the believer,
Everything is a sign.

Dr Hafsa Siddiqui

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