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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A Wonder in the House In this house, there’s a wonder, truly rare, Something strange that hangs heavy in the air. In her repeated prayers, a name came to light, “Qusayin, the Ishan,” gave him a fright. His sighs were clear, as he heard her call, In the silence, his senses felt the thrall. Something nearby echoed, a heartbeat in flight, A fluttering pulse in the depths of the night. “Qusayin, the Ishan,” she spoke once again, Identifying him as the doctor, her friend. The old woman, undaunted, continued her prayer, Pleading with God for his safety and care. As she sat there, lost in awe and surprise, Her prayers came to end, the moment arose. Her eyes, filled with tears, like a blind person’s sight, She reached for her cane, feeling her way in the night. A Greeting to the Elder Qusayin greeted the elder, voice trembling low, In the lamp’s dim light, her smile began to show. “Dear child, are you well? Which son do you claim? I sensed your arrival, as you entered the frame. I dedicate this time to my prayers, you see, I recite with true heart, in earnest plea. In the steppe, God’s light shines on the lone, Five daily prayers I offer, my faith is my own. Oh, worldly troubles, like shadows they loom, This prayer will free me from life’s darkened gloom.” “I’m grateful, dear grandmother, for your faith so profound, May God accept your wishes, where love knows no bound. In this house, I find peace as I stand at your door, My pulse steadies here, as I breathe in once more. With the child by your side, I see no one near, My eyes only search for the familiar, my dear. When I listen to your prayers, I feel their embrace, They shelter the weeping, providing a space. But if I dare question, with worries I plead: “Have you asked for the safety of one in need?” I thought it best to inquire, though I feel somewhat bold, If I’m rude, forgive me, your wisdom is gold. A man named Qusayin, the doctor, I seek, I feel a kinship, our hearts seem to speak. “Do you truly know him, this healer of grace? Shall I trust in your words, or doubt their embrace?” Her eyes filled with tears, like waves on the sea, The old woman trembled, her heart set free. A sigh caught in her throat, like stones held tight, Can one live in this world without sorrow’s light? In this moment of pain, her heart seemed to break, While the infant lay sleeping, as silence awoke.
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