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hey (with the intention of forcing you to read my favourite books)

Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the Dark

كيف يمكن للإيمان أن ينمو في مكان ذبل فيه أصله ؟

How can faith grow in a place where its origin has wilted? As I grow older, I have come to understand the importance of feeling connected. The intention to self-reflect of one’s spiritual development. To pause for appreciation of Allah’s ‎ﷻ creation. We live in a world where the reminders of Allah are slowly ceasing; The trees are now replaced with skyscrapers. The sky and the natural lights, are replaced with lamp posts and bulbs. The hymn of a bird’s song and wind can no longer be heard outside of the horns and engines.

How can faith grow in a place where its origin has wilted?

maybe i'm not sad all the time... i just happened to get trapped inside a tiny body that couldn't contain so much tenderness in my heart..

My swelling heart involuntarily pours itself out

― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The House of the Dead

musings on the ones who leave and the ones who stay (part 1)

Ocean Vuong, @blossomfully, Hannah Nelson, Malcolm T. Liepke, Agust D (ft Kim Jong Wan), Ross Gay, Barbara Hamby, Aja Kusick, Arnold Lobel, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Hanya Yanagihara

buy me a coffee

“One day the war will be over, and I can return to my poem.”

I really like the word “smitten”. because at first glance you just think of sappy lovey-dovey stuff but also you have to remember this is a word that’s born of the word “smite.” a devastating word. a word that, summarized, means stricken. smitten means stricken as well — struck with devastating affection.

Jane Hirshfield