Of Sunrises

Today I decided to see the sunrise. I wanted to see darkness give way to light, to mingle with His creations, all alone. With tasbeeh in hand, I stepped out murmuring “Ya Musaviru”, The cats were awake as were the birds. They seemed at peace with me. The sky was dark but tinged with purple, hinting that sunrise was soon to follow. Light breezes would blow periodically and I rushed to catch ‘em, race with ‘em..

Allah is so beautiful. His creations are perfect like Him. I wish I could understand Him with the little mental faculties that I have. My heart recognizes him, my soul is part of him but my mind fails to understand why He does what He does.

But then after all He is the Creator, I am the creation. He is the Master, I , the slave. But this relationship is not merely one of fear and subordination. For I love Him too. And whatever He does, I will continue to love Him with my last breath InshAllah. But I do not question Him. I cannot. For I do not know.

I try to use my mind but it fails to grasp what I know is true.

My mind questions, my heart submits.

Allah, please unite the two in submission!

The cats were hungry. I gave up my stroll and ventured indoors to find them food.

Perhaps InshAllah, I shall see the sunrise tommorrow…