ramadan

it's rejuvenating, refreshing, electric.

if life was a desert that the soul was required to cross, this month would pose as the perfect oasis.

the togetherness, congregation, emotion, openness. i don't cry during prayer as much during any other month as i do during this one.

i feel even more genuine. much less worried. buoyant. grateful to be able to experience it, again. i pray harder. more frequently. my legs no longer feel like weights to be held up during salat. i want to give until i have nothing left.

they feel every day what i feel for a few. they always want what i usually have. the empathy is tear inducing. how dare i complain. ever.