Submitted by : LadyCroc on Allah's Creations

Yesterday I walked the path of silence,

encountering the cemetary of hearts and minds.

The path below me was moist with tears left by mankind

and all the graves were empty.

I looked and I listened,

and I asked the wind my question.

With the last rays of the sinking sun

I received my seven wisdoms:

The first wisdom was hidden in the scream of a newborn baby,

the second wisdom was found in the trace of our footprints in the dust,

the third wisdom worried my mind with waves of moving sand,

the fourth wisdom fluttered like a dancing veil between mankind,

the fifth wisdom pounded a rtyhm mimicking the pulse of our biggest vein,

the sixth wisdom mirrored the colors of eternal rainbows,

then why, asked the traveler, does the seventh wisdom evade our visions?

Yesterday I walked down the paths of silence,

while listening to the music of creation´s beauty,

visiting our house, dreaming.