The shadows of peace waft in through the dawn. As I sleep the skies praise to change color uniting with life, with air. The darkness lifts slowly as dreams begin to end. Souls awaken to the time of fulfilling a new day; showers of accordance with hope. Morning Prayer sings in my heart, my eyes flutter like butterflies enchanted by the world. Time to speak to god first thing, time to say to god thank you for everything and I want to begin this day with you.
I breathe in the existence of coming together with freshness as I bathe myself in ‘wadu’ waters to heal and be healed – three times everywhere and I am revitalized with nourishment of mind. – As I part the prayer mat apart I part the devils chains – the mat sways to the floor and I stand upon a dance of miracles – the devils chains break loudly – my lips begin to move relaxed yet strong with words flavored with beauty.
I cover my hair, my arms, my feet – with cloth of softness yet I escape beneath to a place of kindness – as I pray morning prayer – I feel a new gift just being bought - the most expensive thing I ever wanted – freedom – saved as the sunrise smiles – saved as innocence flies – my room feels like heaven – I transform the simplicity of space into unknown existent horizons.
As I kneel and bow and continue this ease – I raise my hands to the most beneficent – the light casts a visit through the windows and my room glitters with morning – I ask for all I need but I beg for forgiveness, I beg for acceptance – and I beg for true heaven- not the one I have created simply by praying morning prayer – changing all mentality into wondrous dexterity. I feel at home within my home within myself. I kiss my hand as if kissing all nature to thank – and I begin my day knowing I have shielded myself from the first layer of any tears – from the produces of hatred – from the troubles of sadness -