Do they not see the birds above them with wings outspread and folded in? None holds them aloft except the Most Merciful - Al Rahman (67:19)
A bird doesn’t need to understand what holds it aloft to keep flying. Wings spread, then fold, and the space between asks nothing of us but to notice.
This piece is a small reminder to slow down long enough to see the threads we so often move past unthanked, the ones quietly wrapped around every ordinary moment.
Printed on fine art paper. Available in A6, A5 and A4.
