- in the name of Allah -


Lit

sometimes I'm a match, sometimes a spark, on occasions both, as He turns distance into nothing, pulling our atoms from where we are, towards a time when nothing's kept apart. there is no substance mine, not a trace that might itself ignite, without our Rabb to bring forth light from fire, that burns to guide and not for strife. if ever the lines seem razor-thin, and wrong and right as pitfalls one and same, keep His remembrance close to heart, and know His love is not one to change.