Second two
He came from far away, smelling of the desert...
Pure Arabic, nothing wrong with it!
Thin as a wheat ear!
He has thin legs, like a runner, but there is something about him that tells you that he has a race that is different from other people’s races!
His white face miraculously survived the desert sun!
His back is slightly bent as if he had been carrying something heavy on his shoulders his entire life, but his piercing gaze tells you that this burden could not have been borne by anyone else!
His beard was dyed with reddish henna, as if the setting sun had found no shelter but her!
His clothes are worn, but the man has a touch of history!
I wanted to ask him: Who are you?!
But there are men in whose presence you lose your language, and he was one of them!
I stared at him for a long time, my silence shackling me, and my curiosity killing me to know who he was, but he removed all of that from me when he said: Peace be upon you.
His voice is sweet, as if the letters were coming from the stone of Ismail, not from his mouth. There is tenderness in it like the prayers of mothers, and reverence like the recitation of Surat Al-Rahman!
Keywords: Adham Sharqawi, Juice Books | Kalimat Publishing and Distribution, Adham Sharqawi
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Number of pages: 202
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Language: Arab
Binding: Paperback
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Publication Year: 2020
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