55:1

In shadows deep, where sorrow tends to dwell,
 Her heart found refuge in a sacred peace.
Through whispered prayers and softly spoken verses,
Islam’s gentle balm to her spirit clung. In moments still, the call to prayer would rise, 
A soothing echo ‘neath the star-lit skies. Its melody, a healing, tender grace,
 Restoring peace within a weary…