The Moment

A quiet, prayer-like track, mostly Arabic with some Levantine phrasing. It opens on the stillness between one breath and the next, where he feels something passing between himself and the universe. He asks God to put the road before his eyes, and the answer comes back that the road is in his own madness and his calm together. In that moment everything settles and he feels where the smile begins. He brings his wound, not his beauty, and is told to come close, because God is near even in the darkness before dawn. When he finally goes silent, he hears praise that is not made of letters but of a tear that laughs and runs. This moment is not tomorrow and not the past. Love is here and will not leave.