fitrah: a vestige

Jan 1

keeping the peace in collective tension,

longing for everyone’s safety to be accounted for,

sinking…

at rest,

movement much larger than myself,

concentrated at myself,

the site of a force as mighty as tectonic plates,

shifting gently and amorphously at scale as the clouds do,

i am within or perhaps my limbs are the pins,

holding still while the rest spins.

Mariam Camara

photo soul thesis