wind...sand.. and clouds..

I sat on the golden ripples.. pressing my feet into the sand.. hugging my knees.. but why lock myself between my hands.. let go Dots.. free your spirit..

I let the sand fill in the gap between my back and the ground...pillowed the sand underneath my head... let go of my arms and stretched them on my side...playing with the sand..feeling it.. closed my eyes.. and inhaled the smell of the wood being burnt.. a smell that brings back old sweet memories...and lovely present ones..

Let go of your soul.. let it dance with the winds...dive into the clouds.. free your thoughts.. ...think of nothing.. of noone.. and feel..

feel the cold breeze shaking the tree beside you...hiding behind it... feel how it gazes at you.. and runs quickly towards you and hugs you... the coolness touches your nose... your cheeks.. your whole body.. your bones.. and you shiver of cold.. look at the sky and smile... for you knew why "the clouds were vowels" ...


A Lost Dot:
فديت رمل بلادي...فديت برها وغافها