A Hopeful Prayer on the Night of Power
This photograph was taken as the final words of the Quran had been recited and the congregation was standing silently as the Imam said a long final prayer. The crowd was much larger than usual, more than triple the amount of people you'd usually see at a Taraweeh prayer yet the silence made it seem as if not one person was present in the hall other than the Imam. I looked through the crowd and noticed such a variety of people there, all with different backgrounds and stories, all different races and different ages. What I thought before I took this picture was how amazing it is that this one belief could unite so many of us, no matter what differences we had. It was while having this thought that I saw this little girl sitting on the floor staring right at me. "Purity" was the only word that came to mind when her piercing eyes met mine. A child's thoughts are so unsullied by the world around them and the less-than-twenty-second interaction I had with this girl made me believe that our hope truly does lie in hands of those younger than us. They are the ones with big dreams and hopeful thoughts. If ever faith is lost in you, look into the eyes of a child, you will find your faith there.