By: Mohammed Zeyara
It the sounds of the birds singing their prayers. The view of the clouds floating in the pink clear skies. It is the soft air that cleanses the lungs. It is the silence of gold where solutions are constructed. It is the blessed time of Fajr.
Fajr, how much we’ve missed you. We’ve been chasing the beauty of this world, forgetting that you are its beauty. The thought that you’re nothing but a command from God made us underestimate you. When you are a favour, a secret, a worldly hack, a blessing, a medicine, and a cure from God. To assist us, to solve our problems, soften our hearts, discipline our bodies, fix our schedules, and revive our souls. It is Fajr time that we have ignored for far too long. The true intimacy the broken hearts are desperate for.
We are not doing God a favour by waking up for Fajr, He is doing us a favour.