ramadan//a poem for us

dawq: and so you enter

a realm

to clean the sheet

like morning,

a knowing of the quench,

a thirst that grounds

at dawning

sami3: you hear

the masjids,

they call

despite

the yawning,

a word to keep

you steadfast,

when your

destiny

is calling

haas: do you feel

the light,

it’s renewed

before

the soaring,

and when the

shadow shifts,

there lay metaphors

worth exploring

souls they scurry

and prayers

break down

a hoarding,

the good that’s

done, the good that’s

spoken,

quiet in the outpouring

shoof: do you see

the moon’s message,

a reminder

of the rights

that rise after the falling,

a proof from the

devine,

of promises

worth adorning

shim: so it comes

and so it goes,

a scent of grace

imploring,

those who recognise

an empathy, love and trust,

granted in

the pausing

Image: doha minaret