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“maybe someday, somewhere,
someone will love me enough
to take five buses, two trains,
and a taxi, just to hold an umbrella
over my head when the rainfall
gets too thick and starts washing
away more than my worries
maybe someday, somewhere,
someone will tell me that they
believe in me - and mean it
and maybe someday is today
and somewhere is here
and someone is you”
“Don’t think for a moment that your heart is ‘strong’. The heart is a vulnerable fool. It turns more easily than you turn your head. That’s why its called ‘qalb’ (that which turns). Protect it with layer upon layer of guards. And the only guard is the *consistent* remembrance of God.”
– Yasmin Mogahed (via nargessi)
