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Lightning Strikes
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Continúa, Has publicado ago 19, 2020
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

A flash of a fleeting idea strikes -
compelled by it, I write. 

The saplings that may arise
in the chambers of your hearts
or meadows of your minds
inspired by any of these lines,
I pray, shall bloom to give rise
to flowers and fruits beneficial for one and all
in this provisional planet
as well as the eternal universe
we all await.

(Aameen ya rabb al Aalameen)
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