Nothing to Own

In my last blog, I talked about moving, and how it made me realize that life is constantly on the move. Another thing that changed for me, primarily because of moving so often is that I don’t own anything. Because I didn’t stay in one place for long, things frequently changed. I didn’t own the…

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The Calling

What is this feeling inside? A throb, but gentle A quiver, but powerful. It is like a calling Of the church bells signaling danger Or the first Azan of Fajr. The only difference, It dwells within. It shakes me up, it wakes me upIt reverberates in every cell.Sensations start at the fingertipsSpreading up to every…

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