Islam

Pacification and surrender to the divine

Looking for the moon as a sign

And following the sun as it crosses the sky

It's not about making time for some worship

It's about synchronizing my time to the divine

Following the holy flow

The drumbeats and chanting of the cosmos

Paralyzing the limiting mind

Performing acts that first seem senseless to the selfish senses

Preparing to break free

By the grace of Allah

Another home has turned into an empty house before my eyes

I walk through the cold structure making sure we are leaving nothing behind

We get used to places

But are destined to leave

One day even this body will stop being home

Nothing but a bunch of bones