Apr 23 2008
Dear Sister
Your body’s been abused– raped, your deen and heart confused. My dear sister, Allah is with you all the way. My love, for you dear sister, increases day by day. I feel the sorrow and dispear but I know the darkness makes the light so white. A weird calmness takes over,for overwhelmed with thoughts, emotions and forced to go through the motions. The Qur’an a light we share to comfort and ease the soul of a hurtful blight. We listen together, sister and sister, separated by distance but united fisabilah. And listen to Surah Rahman, reciting in a voice that sooths, comforts, and eases like warm slippery waves and breezes; it’s brings out humanity and despite the evil, I feel this kinship, this care, a beauty of sisterhood in the midst of a scare as our love and emotion brings out sanity of dear old flawed, beautiful humanity.
