for you, beloved

tides of the heart
fragrance of the found
there is a tale
o eyes, shed your tears
these nights
the secret
Hurr, who chose to be free
sweeter than honey
the smallest acts
travelers in the night
still far too soon
the aftermath
nothing but beauty

السَّلاَمُ عَلَيْكَ يَا أَبَا عَبْدِ اللهِ