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, formidable strength—a faceless figure suspended between the individual and the infinite. By stripping away her identity, she becomes a mirror: she is no one, and yet she is everyone.
In this stillness, prayer transcends ritual to become a pure act of intention. The perfect symmetry and upward reach suggest a profound paradox: that only in the act of surrender do we truly rise. She is not a passive observer; she is a weaver, pulling at the threads of mercy to mend the world. When she stands, she reminds the earth 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
