Rana Shubair


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A gust of wind blows

carrying rain

It hits my face

But I’m not bothered

It’s nature reminding us

That it’s a powerful force

That can crush oppressors

It can deem their weapons futile

It can shake up their insides

Twist and hurl them to faraway lands

Where they become nameless

The sea rises high

The waves attack

And devour my oppressor

Burying them in the depths of oceans

To rot among sunken ships

The storm subsides

Droplets of water trickle down my window

The storm has retreated

Leaving its signature

My mind is at peace

My soul rejuvenated by its pristine water

Please visit me again

So my life is evergreen

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