God will deal with you in the same way.

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My brother has told me so much about you. I feel as if we are friends already. Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright

I have heard the word “home” spoken around me more often than any other word in my lifetime; heard it spoken thick with longing, my mother’s tongue; slick with the accent of her ancestors, her dialect still potent, fragrant; lingering. We are the sons and daughters  of lands That will always be called “home,” The children whose skin lays testament to a place We may never have known, Who in broken attempts at our mother tongues; Still claim the lands that expelled us. We are the in-betweeners - Lost in a space between being and belonging; The lingering roots of a tree pulled from its soil, We are sired to ‘homes’ we have never been to, Pained by memories we can never lay claim to; More loyal to the ‘homes’ we have left than the lands we have moved to; We are here, but we are not. We are here, but we are not. - ‘home’, f.gabdon poem inspired by this photo courtesy of: mussalini  

— Yasir Qadhi

Hearing your mother laugh

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