We all need something to believe in.
An observation of faith and embodiment of my ancestors.
Sabeel: A Path
This poem expresses the cycle of our lives; how innocent souls come to face the harsh and cruel world. They turn into monsters and the cycle carries on. But no matter how dark it gets, our souls will shine again one day.
The Waves That Guided Me to Your Refuge
You are the Most Kind and Most Merciful, bountiful with forgiveness; Your Illuminating Light floated me back up towards the glimmer of shimmering sun rays peeking through…
"I need to see my own beauty and to continue to be reminded that I am enough, that I am worthy of love without effort, that I am beautiful, that the texture of my hair and that the shape of my curves, the size of my lips, the color of my skin, and the feelings that I have are all worthy and okay."
— Tracee Ellis Ross