#shehadeh

Даймохк аьлла, бусалба дин аьлла, гӀазоте марш йина

His soul

He was

I have and still have never

Encountered a man

Who I was so sure I had known

For a very long time

Before words were even necessary

His eyes

I regarded his kind face

Yet rugged

His soul

Dark eyes deep with joy, romance,

Love that knew no bounds, I know

At the time it seemed like such things were made up

Only known of in dramatic films

Surely these representations could not be manifesting themselves in real life

Yet rugged

Pools patched rough

For therein lay knowledge, sorrow, pain

Obligations too magnanimous for this small soul to comprehend:

"back home I'm on trial but I have to go back now I need to see my grandmother she is ill and she raised me so I need to see her before something happens to her I hope not"

He wrote before he flew away

Bassel

I hate saying phrases like this because I people in America joke

We are too uncomfortable with feeling

And with matters of the soul holistic

but "Beautiful"

And every possible single connotation and link to that word

That was what you were

We don't know what is next

Perhaps now you are

Warm heart

Those pools

And the phrase "that is all"

Really means