Beauty is the Qur’anic verses

Exquisite in its sequence

As the Arabic words drip off one another

Silky a transition as the pattern of the rain.

Raining on our barren tongues and quenching the thirst of searching

Beauty is the Hijab

Complementing the natural splendor of a woman

Hiding that which is hers

Promoting a sense of awareness

That all she does is for her Lord

Beauty is the sound of the mu’azzin

Calling to that which is called to five times each day

Reminding us of our purpose as mere mortals

Welcoming us to our reward

Feeding our souls as we continually starve them

Beauty is the act of prostration

To the one and only Allah ta’ala

As we bow our heads so full of pride

Acknowledging our insignificance

Together in congregation and alone

Beauty is the status of our mothers

Women who strive in the way of our Lord

Nurturing the cries of the young

Caressing their promises

Whispering to the ears which hear more then we fathom

Beauty is the Quranic verses

Which spell all that we know?

In which its hidden beauty may be unlocked

Unlocked by the searchers

Who care not of this world.