I am a traveller…

A ghuraba (stranger) in a world of souls.

An isolated being amongst many who rove.

I am a traveller…

A living soul journeying through trials & tests.

Will I succeed or will I transgress?

I am a traveller

Not only in this world but within my own soul.

This body, a vessel, a gift, an amanah (trust). Will I uphold?

For “It (Islam) began as something strange & will revert to being as it began, so give glad tidings to the Ghuraba.”*

I pray I remain a traveller, looking, searching, seeking…being amongst the ghurayb. Ameen

*Hadith Muslim (145) narrated by Abu Hurayrah.