I felt nostalgic
Invigorated
Stimulated
Comfortable
Awake
Alive
I didn't want to go home
Just like I did as a child
Each step rewarded me
Each second was 10 rewards
Healthy minds and discussions
This is where I belong
I belong to My Allah
My nafs craves the beauty of the first biscuit in the masjid
Every excited eid how much I loved those faces
My mind craves
The first nasheed
The first call to prayer by my father
His voice echoed the streets of Sheffield long after he passed on the 1st of April 1997 in dhul qida
My body craves the Salah
I crave Jennah