The pangs of longing and the hardships of life

Author's name: Ali Mahmoud Khodair

I am your phantom. Your follower. Your disciple. I am the one followed in you. The follower of your followers.

Overpowered by his own circumstances and time. Victorious in his own loss. I had no time before.

My clock did not strike, nor did an angel recite my name in the gathering place.

Until you poured out your miracle upon me, and I was.

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Inclination is proof of weakness and need. I never inclined towards your image without ascending by its light to the sanctuary of my need. I never forgot my head upon the thought of your stone without a veil of tranquility falling. My hope falls near your tree and does not reach it. I have not touched your fruit with my hand, nor has your shade spread across my land. So come, from inclination. From an unending need to be. From an unending sufficiency to be lost.

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