Thursday, April 25, 2013

Of yearning

That nameless yearning for solitude, for estrangement from this world, that some sometimes mistake for a yearning for death, it's actually for God isn't it?

For Truth. For certainty of happiness.

When a soul would no longer feel cleaved. Raw, bleeding, dying. All of its tribulations unseen seeing that a soul is not corporeal.

The island of peace one finds when reading the Qur'an, praying, dzikiring, is a soul's only solace, only reprieve.


  1. This one touches the core of my soul.... beautiful.

    1. Am very glad you share my feelings.