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Throne

Aloft
as though lifted on fingertips -
and yet waves have no fingers
Her desire
structures the water -
and yet waves have no structure

In the split second
between crest and collapse
the world is created
and the world is annulled
without end

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Mohamed Fuhaad Tarawallie

the poem is very much touching and interesting but i would like the poet to make the vowels more clearer so that we can read the the arabic version of the poem.

shukran jazilan.

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