So, spring has arrived, and I love the sound of birds chirping as Fajr arrives. I don’t even need an alarm clock. SubhanAllah! When I hear those birds, I know it is time.
So, anyway, as I was minding my own business, strolling on the promenade, the hoopoe gracefully landed on my shoulder. What it whispered in my ear was both pleasing and awe inspiring…
