by. Sheikha Khulood Al Mualla

The clamor has ended.

My worries have slowly left me.

Their place taken by wild lilies.

My soul is bathed in the sights and sounds of nature.

Look at it flowing – like a stream – towards freedom.


انتهى الصخب

تفرقت ببطء هواجسي

امتلأ المكان بزنابقٓ برية

تماهت روحي بحس الطبيعة

وها هي تسير كجدول نحو الحرية