Purifying my gaze…hijab

Found written sometime ago and posting now. A constant reminder to me inshaAllah

Purifying my gaze No, I don’t mean not looking at that half naked figure on the billboard by the street I meant inside. That when I stand in prayer I don’t see the carpet But my Lord’s face.

That I don’t see the mistakes of the worshiper next to me But only the angels on her either side.

That when I eat I don’t see the food that makes my mouth water But the baraka upon me, and my neighbour who needs me to share it.

That when I teach I don’t see the rapt attention on my student’s face, swelling up my pride But I see the deep truth of what I talk about And I’m in sujood, inside.

So I purify my gaze And the hijab on my head is simple Sometimes it is nothing at all, A head bowed low Deeply ashamed of my weakness Deeply grateful for Thy grace I walk this earth in modesty And purify my gaze.

Copyright- January 2011. JoyManifest’s Blog. F R Zahir

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