A Silent Prayer
Poem by ARAWMANTICKS
"A silent prayer, where springs arise, From hidden depths to touch the skies."
Article by ARAWMANTICKS
This design captures a moment of quiet strength — a faceless woman, hands raised in prayer, suspended between anonymity and universality. Her identity is undefined, yet deeply familiar. She could be anyone. She could be everyone. In this stillness, there is power. Prayer, here, transcends religion. It becomes a symbol of reflection, intention, and inner clarity.
The symmetry of the composition, the upward gesture, and the absence of detail all point to something deeper: a universal truth. That in surrender, we rise.
She is not waiting — she is weaving. A thread in the tapestry of mercy. And when she rises, the earth remembers that it too was once a prayer.
“Let silence take you to the core of life.”
— Rumi
“Certainty does not derive from the evidences of the mind but pours out from the depths of the heart.”
— Ibn Arabi
