In Heavens’ voices 6 May 2023

They offered a wane chance to go beyond Time back before when the seedlings were no more and clocks conjured space They compel from dark clouds revel The rain fell in Bahrain drawing circles of my pain tattooed in my wrists Mind desists from chance to relive I forgive past choices The soul in me rejoices in heavens’ voices Reading of the poem:
Ascetic mood – Dhafer Youssef
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