sea gulls
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The Quiet Bloom Of Mercy
I wandered alone on corniche, On the pavement,besides the sea, Far away from train of thoughts, Seeing seagulls in waves scurrying, Bending themselves like a bow-string, Calm and rejoicing in the dark sea, Pacified my restless soul in agony, The moon arose above the castle, Suspended in air calm and serene, A light from Allah…