It sometimes feels that my path towards Allah
is an arduous climb
scrambling for footholds,
precarious and exhausting.
But in truth, I think this is my own imagination at work
because when I pray
it does not seem as though I am speaking from below
but beholding all creation spread out before me
a gift given to me alone by the Ruler of All.
Spiritual progress isn’t made by hauling oneself
hand over hand towards some imagined summit
but allowing oneself to fall
into arms that cannot fail to catch you
because there is no object in all of creation
dearer to Allah than your soul.
If you dismiss everything I have ever said,
hear what Najat says now:
Allah does not want your effort
but only your letting go.