Thirty-day Odyssey
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Upon the sight of the thin crescent, I proclaim the praise of my Lord; firmly asking for guidance on the straight path, as I proceed to journey past those who were far from it.
Plunging through pages that are deeper than the ocean Yunus was thrown in, and fluttering past the destruction of Thamud, 'Aad and the treacherous people of Sodom. I bat back tears as I marvel at the strength of Ya'qub, the patience of Ayyub and the bravery of Dawud. Pangs of longing of companionship with the Wife of Fir'awn and the conviction of Maryam overcome me.
I stop by and praise the Owner of the Dominion and ponder upon how He causes birds to fly with nothing to uphold them but He. I tremble as I tiptoe through images of the fire and the torment that awaits those who reject Him; my eyes glaze over as I pray for my supplications to be responded to on the Night of Power, and quiver upon mention of the convulsion of the ground that I know to be firm and stable.
Thirst beholds me as I envision quenching it with the sweet drink of Al-Kauthar, until I whisper with hot tears tumbling down my face: "Who whispers into the breast of mankind, from jinn and mankind."
My thirty-day odyssey through the Qur`aan is a dream not far off, and it begins upon the sight of the thin crescent.
© Umm Junayd, August 2008.
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