Peace, one and all…
I travelled to work this morning bathed in golden sunlight. I closed my eyes as we travelled along the floor of the valley, allowing the warm sunshine to caress my face with its healing hands. The light danced between the branches of trees in a kind of ecstatic frenzy, as though the morning were conducting its own private sema. The air was crisp and fresh, and the earth seemed verdant and fertile. Spring is in the air on this fine morning, and I for one am grateful to God for the ability to perceive such loveliness.
Wa akhiru da’wana an il hamdu lillahi rabbil alameen.