Sufi breezes

Publication date: 2018

Written by Abeer Absi

The novel of love and man

Oh, I stretched out my arms on the edge of the bridge and raised my head to the sky so that I could get lost in its blueness and broadcast to it what was in me without speaking. O Lord, look at my hurting and lost heart. O Lord, make me a balm for these. Give me reasons so that I may be on firm ground and support them. I do not lean with weakness or weakness, so that they will be lost.