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ELITE ISSUE 29, MARCH 2021

Rainbow

Yusra Mohammed

This is not what I wanted, all I want was calmness, to I urge the steps to catch up with a boat equipped
wake up with the first morning strings, enjoying the with two paddles to sail away in waters that heal the
looking at the purity of Gods skies and looking at the sickness of the heart, and waves that revive the soul
flat green lands in front of me, slipping my coffee on again.
the rhythm of “Fairouz” songs on the balcony of my I play a music record which relates to the time
wooden house in one of the SWISS countryside before war and I let myself harmonize with
villages, walking among the trees so that it embraces everything around me until I become; a point within
me between its branches, wandering through the the ocean waters , a ray from a light that permeates
forests for hours and hours then I sit on a slow stream the souls of the suffers , a leaf that meets the land
whose waters flow to where its final destination , and which was far from it throughout its life, a drop of
then continuing my journey to find my paths in the rain that was waiting for the moment of its union
midst of sun spots scattered among the trunks of tree with its complement, a sound of a bird singing to
chains sprawling in the shade of the valley, so I lay reach all those who feel miserable, a rose waiting
down to lean my body on a very high tree and I bring for a passerby to plant a smile within him, a
out my favorite book and novel to extract the magic renewed symphony whenever the world fall in
and quietness of life, and when I feel needing of boredom was a ray of hope, a gentle breeze
warmth I go to run between the hills and extended wrapping the cold of winter and easing the summer
plains on the edge of the forest and I stop to sip some heat, I unite with the horizon and see the world as it
water from the rush river whose flowing like my should be , as it have to be , I see the world and I

wildness and heartbeat at the same time. recognize my strength despite my smallness, my
After that I continue my way until the sun is in the influence despite the lack of my reach, my love
middle of the sky, so that I find myself at the sea
shore where there is only a northern breeze and a despite my one heart, my voice despite the lack of
confused tone emanating from a flock of birds taking my words and my uniqueness although the
their way up to adjust their directions. existence of ones like me. I see points of light
Looking to the horizon so that I get its end but I only among all of those bodies, I see souls waiting for
see clouds intertwined with sunlight in harmony, as if the world to give them what they provide to others
the universe is rewarding me with sympathy and then and others waiting to have what they do not give.

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