Monday, 11 June 2018

27th of Ramadan

The nights allured us to make prostration and beg,
our Creator gives us these opportunities to not forget,
the jewel nights sparkle with anticipation,
the odd nights make loose of our daily trepidation,
the 27th brings a dearth of tears and moans from the earth -
and as the dawn pushes the sunrise to its birth,
signifying a return to the Creator, a tearful and penitent jama'ah,
harking back to the Hira cave,
remember their purpose.

- By Laila Ali Haid

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