A Feeble Attempt

"There are more things in heaven and earth,

Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

_William Shakespeare

SubhanAllah, the sky looks beautiful tonight. There is a full moon and it is completely surrounded by small fluffs of clouds that seem to have been a single body once, and like the surface of a marble cake-mix, sifted into smaller bits with a toothpick.

I took my camera and snapped lots of pictures, thinking the entire time of the day I spent with Afshan in New York City and that day the sky looked painted on. Truly, painted on with a fine brush. I could not shift my eyes from the end of the street at each avenue that showed a glimpse as if it were a view-finder that bore witness to a true work of art.

My favorite flower is the narcissus (nargis) and alhamdo lillah I was surrounded by them in my recent trip to Islamabad. Zairah told me to take pictures of them so she knew which flower I meant when I described them to her.

I took countless pictures and realized that not one could describe exactly the awe I felt on seeing them, nor capture its fragrance for me to bring home.

There is a limit to emotions captured in photography. Not even the greatest camera or photographer can replicate the majesty of Allah's creations in nature, or the awe that it evokes in His people.