بسم من سمى الأسماء وسبب الأسباب وبورك فى أدنى الأرض وأعلى مراتب السماء ندنوا بدونه ونعلوا بعلوه رب الأرض وعرش السماء أقصد بقولى أنك ياربى عالٱ علوٱ خارق العاده فسمائك سبع وأرضك بئر بهما هوائٱ ومائٱ وطين نحيا لحين الأجل المسمى ونؤمن بدين الله الحنيف ونقسم بأنا أصبنا بداء دوائه حربٱ ما بين النفوس فهل لمستطيع يرضى يضيع فى كونٱ فسيح لعله يظهر بمظهرٱ أظهر طاهرٱ مطهر نفوسٱ أغاصت فى بئر الحياة وعموا وصموا عن ذكر الإله فأين يكون ومن هو ذاك أبشرٱ يكون أم نبيٱ يعود وإن كان ذاك فمتى وأين أبعد كل ما حدث وشاع أجيبوا سؤال ومن ذا أجاب أريد المفاعل وليس المضاد أريد المعين وليس المعان لكى يعي النفوس يبطش يدوس يأمر يجاب وليس العناد.
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Samir Shrawid Introduction In the name of the one who named the names and caused the causes. Blessed be you in the lowest earth and the highest levels of heaven. We descend without Him and ascend to His highness. Lord of the Earth and the Throne of Heaven. I mean by saying that You, my Lord, are supernaturally high. Your heavens are seven and your earth is a well with air, water and clay in them. We will live until the appointed term and we believe in the true religion of God and we swear that I will We have been afflicted with the disease of its cure, a war between souls. Is there anyone who can be willing to be lost in a vast universe? Perhaps he may appear in a more pure and purifying appearance. Souls that have sunk into the well of life and have been blinded and deaf to the remembrance of God. So where is he and who is that one, whether he will be a glad tidings or a prophet who will return, and if that is the case, then when and where has everything that happened and spread far away? Answer the question, and who answered? I want the reactor, not the antidote. I want the helper, not the helper, so that he may subdue souls, trample, order, and answer, not stubbornness. With my words, #Arab Poet Haitham Muhammad, Poet of Lovers