Reclaim Your Heart

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TRUGGLE OF
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IFE
I thought of You today
I thought of You and remembered those words You told
me
In the most perfect way
You calmed my beating heart
And eased my breath
You told me those words and I carry them still
They lift me, fill me, undo the wear
Because more than pain, I am worn
I feel like I’ve lived this story for a thousand years
And I’m ready now to sleep
I’m ready to let go
I’m ready for the story to end now
I’m ready to feel your peace
And the sound of your voice
Telling me I’m done, I’ve won, I’m there
But I know I know this place
I’ve been here before
I’m going to sleep now

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I’m going to sleep
Please don’t ask
Please don’t ask
Just let me sleep
Just let me sleep with your words upon my tongue:
‘Oh mankind, indeed you are ever toiling towards your
lord, painfully toiling…
But you shall meet Him’ (Qur’an, 84:6)

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S
TILLNESS
The sun is so beautiful in the early morning. It does
something to the trees that you don’t see any other time of
the day. I think we all want the same thing: A quiet peace.
Maybe just even a single moment of it, to close our eyes
and just be okay.
For even a single second, to not feel worried about
something, sad about something. To not crave something
we don’t–or can’t–have. Just to be there, okay. Still.
Silent. On the inside. Maybe that’s what’s so beautiful
about this time of the day: The stillness.
And the hope that maybe this day will be different.

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