The difference between night and day. I used to only be up at this time of the morning because the drugs in my system robbed me of my ability to sleep. Now, by whatever miracle, I wake from my bed and I’m up before the sun rises, washing my limbs after saying my Maker’s name and on my prayer rug. Standing, bowing, and prostrating. Reciting and meditating over verses of light and hope while everyone else is either asleep, or out there somewhere wide-eyed the same way I used to be. This duty is no burden. Because I know who got me through the worse of where i’ve been. He deserves this. Those who know me know this… If there is good in it and I can be there for u I will… God willing. May the day that’s slowly dawning bring us all one step closer to true freedom and lasting Peace. Be safe and be kind… Pack Redfeather.
