..to my neighbour, Paksu, who died yesterday..he was 64...

..sometimes we give in to the Gentle Whisperer..

for he whispers incessantly..

and we falter along the gravel path..

stricken from the dark darts that he aimed at the hearts..

until we are reminded yet again..

of our journey's ultimate end..

several sheets of white..

pieces of string..

a fluff of cotton..

and a gathering of kins

and friends....

Al-Fatihan

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Ever Merciful:

All Praises to Allah, Lord/Cherisher/Sustainer of the Universe

The Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Sovereign of the Day of Judgment.

You alone we worship, and You alone we ask for help

Guide us to the true path;

The path of those on whom You have bestowed your favor,

not of those who have earned Your anger,

nor of those who go astray.

Amin...