May 02 2008
Losing a Friend
assalamlaaykumwarathmatullhbaraktuhu
I read an aching poignant post.
It moved me and caused me to write this: Bismillah
A loss of love. A moment of despair. This hurt becomes a shivering numb–churning in the stomach, pang in the heart, weightlessness, silent cries, a lump in the throat–something dies. Realization’s heavy hand and stronger acceptance becomes maturity’s land.
A truely pure exquisite love, where you hurt so much and remain utterly thankful to the One above.
Wallah, jazakullahkhair.
“We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.”
- Joseph Roux
that was yet another beautiful post of yours.
mA, keep it up