An Attempt at Joy
Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen
I reached out my hand to God
To what is permissible by God.
When He looked at me with all his mercy
That wraps everything
He did not place gold in my entreating palm
Nor silver dinars.
He placed nothing but a little letter
It glittered with hope
Like the feast of an orphan child.
When God looked at my thirsty tear
And my smashed heart
He sped up to put a dot
In the middle of the letter.
So my heart became full of gold and silver dinars
Become full of wisdom, joy and love.
Thus, I was a desert and the letter a camel.
Thus, I was a loss and the dot a meaning.
Thus, it was my case until I had a fill.
Thus, I flew together with my camel
I flew like a cloud of light.
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