In every corner of this vast, spinning sphere, Lies a land, distinct, with stories to share. A tapestry woven from…

They invented the gauze, a poetical anecdote for healing, Only for their wounds to be left open,  undressed & bleeding,…

You are the ache beneath every Muslim’s chest, the olive tree that still stands tall though fire has razed its…

I was just walking alone one afternoon,  Not sure where I was going, maybe nowhere soon.  There were hills around…