It is always amazing how transformative rain can be. This morning enveloped by a presummer rain cast a dreamy backdrop for my thoughts of you to play out. The overcast day draping the stage for my mind to script my love yet un realized for you. I can image taking refuge inside your arms, watching as the clouds dance in their twilight, creating a symphony from your whispers, and choreographing a magical ballet of your fingertips along my spine. These thoughts of you may seem whimsical to most but do not be mistaken, they are a prelude to the reality of my dedication to loving you. Although you have yet to materialize to me this love is pure in its unbiased form because it is love that I generate without you having to do anything but receive. Love pure because untainted by shades, color, physique, language, or status, just love for the sake of love. How else could you embrace someone in the morning unless you carried their image through your dreams and now at your awakening, your prize is tangible. For what other motivation exists to weep at the touch of your spouse returned than a love that has sustained you but now running low. Another Ramadhan approaches Alhamdulillah and at this moment I long for you, desire the pleasure of reading Qur’an together, masjid iftaars, family meals, and sharing gifts for Eid. I long for when I won’t be alone for Eid salah, for having an afternoon of visiting friends and family and celebrating our renewed faith and sacrifice for Allah(swt). I continue to make du’a for you knowing that indeed Allah(swt) is the only provider. I try to focus but today, as the clouds rolled in, my favorite distraction, my thoughts of you, preoccupy my. I am helpless but to be consumed.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Oct 2013 13:18:57 +0000
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