An-Nur Al-Ain: frail light--By Sheikha A.--Pakistan and U.A.E.

An-Nur Al-Ain: frail light 

             after An-Nur by Laura M. Kaminski (Halima Ayuba)

Night is a lull whisper growing ferns

in its lungs. The eyes of your father

have left faith at the doors of dimming

brows, mother’s face hasn’t given away

its mysteries. Above the boundaries of

dreams where jewels contour the silver

of your ring, there sits a stone intensified

from salt. Glimpse your reflection 

in the sheerness of a ray, and watch

your father’s eyes cry a new birth’s 

perspective of fear. You will find the sky

part for the briefest of moments, in which

all of the purpose of life will be shown

immaculately. Look wisely into the stone,

smile back at the light welcoming you – 

to certainty.

(Note: An-Nur means ‘the light’, and Al-Ain has two meanings: one being ‘the eye’ and the other ‘a spring’.)

Sheikha A. is from Pakistan and U.A.E. and often finds herself in a world of oscillation that most of the times motivates her writing too. She maintains a (or tries to) blog on sheikha82.wordpress.com.