If I want a flying
bird in the sky, I just look at him and he will come to me to see his sky in my
eyes.
If I want a rose I
just kiss her and she will open her petals and fly to descend on my head making
a crown around it.
If I wash my face
in a flowing river, the drops of falling water will turn into gold and diamonds.
The seas and the
oceans are all thirsty waiting for me to dip my hand into them.
All the lands want
me to lift and step my foot on them to flourish and the tress wanting my
eyelashes' blink to blossom.
No rainbow in the
sky without my smile and no shining stars without my eyes.
It is me!
Yes! It's me! and
how poor are those who don’t know me and their lifetime has gone with no
purpose!
I'm the joy and delight.
I'm the life.
I'm the sun and
light.
I'm the ambiguity
and certainty.
I'm Fatima and Ali.
I'm the hereafter.
I'm immortality.
I'm silence and serenity.
Yes it is me O
world!
Who still ask who am I?
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