"Us. Sins adorned like sand across dry throat. Thoughts, sparse, like, tidal waves. Come and go. I tremble each time I point my index finger. 9. They come and they go. This conviction. Tremors. Weak are my knees when bent, I might fall. Give me your hand. The sides of my palms are straying apart. Keep them close. Keep us closer. Wake me up in the middle of the night. Stains. This struggle is real. Tumour. Let me know you again. What colour is sunlight? How red is your sky before rain? Unfold all the secrets of this universe, and the next. Whisper to me all of Your names. 99. Don't let me recover from this sujood until you make known to me the gentleness of forgiveness. You. Tell me all about yourself. I have trouble remembering. Me. I keep forgetting." - Noor Iskandar.
May You unite my dispersed and cleanse my stained heart... for i am only human. It’s been a testing day for me. 😔