A divine constant

I keep asking Allaah to nourish me in the spaces between feeling and thought. Where I’m returned to the nescient womb, suspended in a state of becoming, desperately latching on to a divine umbilical cord to save me from the terror of non-existence. Nothing to hold to keep my trembling hands steady. Nothing to fixate my eyes on, blinded by darkness.

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