My eyes were dim, my vision dimmer,
My spirit one insolvent glimmer
Unaware of whence it came,
Confused by they that stole its name. .
Reason rampant eats it tail
To leave no lesson in its trail
By grace I saw one third could be
All of one infinity. .
From perfect joy there need not be
Wisdom or even memory.
One thing then learnt remains to me
Three spirits carve one soul of three.
. -Haitham Al-Twarijri
I miss you friend. I loved the poetry you sent. You are a beautiful soul. Know that you are loved. Go toward the light.
