Crumpled in a Corner

Have you ever sat to consider the Imam’s tremendous task?

I do not envy him. I can barely hold it together knowing what little i know.

When i look at the complexity of it all, my mind is blown, my heart so heavy.

Do you pray for him as i do?

He is crumpled in a corner.

He is in a dense fog.

He seeks to see clearly.

The myths are too many and not enough.

Only the Truth can suffice.

Have you joined the lines?

Close the gaps and gaze deeply within.

The rows carry a powerful charge.

Can you feel it yet?

The adhan rides the winds.

I carve letters in diamond tiles, with a shard of broken glass.

I forgot how to read back there,

somewhere,

so i trace with my fingers to find the storyline.

This one’s a doozy.

Please tell me what it says.