I wrote you with an alphabet of letters like a soul reciting with the calmness of its stillness
And with the noise of its radiance, and the trembling of its fear in your absence, and it is completed
Her look, the muteness of her words, and the melody of a bird flirting with space
And with an eagerness to meet, extending to no end..
إنَّ خيرَ أهلِ الأرض بعد الأنبياءِ هم صحابة نبيِّنا -عليه الصلاة والسلام-، في حياتهم من العجائبِ ما لا يُصدَّقُ، وفي سيرتهم ما لا يُتوقع، في أخبارهم الكثير مما لا نعرف، ...
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