A Precious Embrace
A ruffling in the trees; shuffling in the breeze; twittering and chirping a sweet harmony. Soft murmuring of dreams; calm measured sighs as my babes breath; a drowsy turn and slight adjusting of covers that have drawn below their knees.
The birds are my companions; making their calls in a symphonic melody.
Like lovers reaching out to one another, this sweet silence we embrace. Not a star can be traced. Yet His presence is felt; as strong as ever, as He awaits the supplications of His servants.
And I embrace. The beautiful moment, as I stand before my Lord.
I embrace. Wishing for the rising of the sun to be delayed.
While I embrace. Hot tears tumble, expecting a crash landing, greeted by the warm hug of my flowing hijaab.
The moments are savoured - no ice cream could taste as rich; no chocolate could be as sweet... as this embrace.
I embrace the silence, and all the darkness that comes with it. Such is from the beauty of the night prayer.
Such a precious embrace.