Like many, I’ve found that reading from the mushaf hits differently than reciting from memory. Especially on days when I have a lot of dunya swimming around in my head, picking up the mushaf, reciting from it for a few minutes helps clear the cobwebs. It’s like a wash for the senses: for the eyes that read; for the lips, cheek, palate, the entire mouth really that plays stage for my tongue; for the ears that listen to the rivery rush of my recitation; for the hands that feel the containment - four fingers have the cover while thumbs get paper; everything gets something. But then you wonder, what about taste and smell. Well, those senses reap the benefits. They are the ones that make me want to return.
