عناقيد عناقيد، موقع ثقافي فكري جامع مستقل.
Larbi Houmaidi|Morocco
A quiet flame to make me whole,
Through storms that tear the skies apart,
I seek the stillness of the heart.
Not in the world’s loud, fleeting call,
Nor in the rise or prideful fall,
But in the breath between each sigh,
I chase the silence where dreams lie.
The battles rage, both near and far,
Yet peace is not a falling star;
It lives beneath the skin I wear,
In every hope, in every prayer.
I walk through nights with shadowed eyes,
And speak to stars in trembling skies.
They whisper truths I long to know
That peace begins where sorrows go.
So let me weep, then rise again,
And shed the masks of past and pain,
For in the mirror, clear and deep,
The soul I lost begins to sleep.
I search for peace no outward prize
But calm beneath the stormy skies.
And when I find it, soft and true,
I’ll know it’s always lived in you.
Larbi-Literature
