Do you remember when you used to be scared of ghosts? You used to crawl under my sheets in the middle of the night… I sometimes used to wake up and hear you praying for both of us to make it through the night.
What’s more passionate than someone praying for you? Two innocent hearts unsullied by life. Praying for each other in each other’s arms… it’s not the praying part, it’s this genuine desire for the other to be safe and happy… to ask the highest reference in your psyche for that… it’s more than romantic… it’s pious. I am speaking theoretically of course, I was just praying that may and madiha wouldn’t possess you during the night so I wouldn’t wake up with a poltergeist next to me in bed…
I know… even though I am an atheist, I still believe in what you said… someone to place you between himself and god… it’s so unconditional, so private a feeling… like when they say we remembered you in our prayers, it’s so fulfilling to be remembered at such time when the soul is naked and nothing is… contrived.
I pray for both of us to make it through these times…
Thank you.
4 comments:
lovely
of course I'm ok. what's wrong with you anyway?
it's so chilling that when i saw the picture the first thing that came to my mind is that little window in the bathroom (you know where may and madiha lived) :)
link it to get me through, give me the pass.
for now, thank you for writing this.
You act, you talk and when your hands are empty, you pray for the one you care about, to be safe and happy and enlightened.
I'm praying for someone so close to my heart these days and tears come to my eyes every time I do that. It's pious.
heart warming point you're raising.
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