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Tahajjud

The night descends,
And slumber strengthens;
The world quietens,
And darkness deepens.

The hour strikes quite past midnight,
With no stirring within sight;
Then ensues the epic fight,
To escape darkness and capture light.

The soul stirs awakened by the call,
From deep within the subconscious mind;
Sleep is beloved, but a stronger love
Pulls it constantly, opening the blinds. … Continue Reading