Treasure Island

Ibrahim Ibn Salma



What is missing during the days
Can be retrieved during the nights,

Nights are not found after sunsets
Or in the midst of hours of darkness,

Conjuring things that have not been
And walking among them,

Touching, feeling and responding,
Healing the past, sailing into the future,

To explore and bring back the gems -
The thoughts, the feelings, the healings,

Opening the dreaming eyes - the eyes
Of the eyes is a journey of beginnings

And no ends.
It is the nights.

Submitted: Saturday, July 28, 2012

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I resolved a problem with my deceased father through dreams

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  • Saadat Tahir (7/28/2012 4:29:00 PM)

    beautiful write...loved reading it....
    deep and touching....

    you use your lines to paint a fresco o na dark canvas....lovely

    blessings of Ramadan (Report) Reply

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