If I interrupt this silent reverence
With a hurry up, come, what do you see?
I divert her quiet moment with nature,
And point it instead at me.
At screens, voices, more stimulation,
Questions, answers and explanations
But what really matters, what makes it real,
Is that here she learn to listen and feel.
Touching the textures and rhythms of creation
This reverence may one day lead to worship
One day she may hear the pulsing glorification
From rocks under foot and leaves over head.
But first she must see how Al-Musawwir shaped the stones,
Answers lie in every curve of the tree and sunset,
How He created water to reflect the purple light in the sky,
May she find her way to the One worthy of worship.
This quiet reverence and internal conversation,
Is what no book nor teacher can teach,
It is the intangible part of prayer and supplication,
That turns dust to gold and silence to speech.
Lost in reflections upon reflections of ourselves,
Perhaps it is time for us too to stoop on our knees,
To feel the earth between our fingers, humbled,
To see again what the child sees.

Maha Ezzeddine

Maha is a homeschooling mother of four children (5 1/2, 4, 2, and 6 mos.) and lives in Houston, TX. She is an active MAS worker and loves being in nature and working for Islam. She blogs occasionally at Even Sparrows Pray.

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  • Maliha

    The picture and poetry are both breathtaking, Subhana Allah. You moved my soul with your words and have articulated such profound truths. I love it. Mashaallah.

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  • Amnah

    Mashallah, Maha, this was aboslutely lovely. That picture is just perfect. Such a beautiful post.

  • Marwa

    Can you give us a workshop on writing?
    I’m very serious.

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  • Susan

    Oh how I would love to press the PAUSE button and catch my breath. But the only one I see is STOP. While we have no control over that one, it does give us hope for a new and better experience to come.

  • Jade

    subhanullah, how true! this is truly an inspiring post. i also hope to one day rediscover that childish enthusiasm for life and nature. thanks for the wonderful post – absolutely refreshing!

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  • Oem Is wa Haw wa Mai

    Such a beautiful reminder.