A butterfly soared in search of a dream that lies behind the distant horizons
But she does not seem alright. She has faced plenty
Gone through miserable days which withered that cheerful soul..Fragile wings
A heart beating with extreme difficulty, A tired soul, A wailing spirit
Intensely mysterious, no one knows what really happened
She arrived to where she perceived to be safety
To that distant horizon she has always dreamt of
She has finally found her lost self in that place..In that time
But who is she!?
Is she the same? She knows not. Which homeland does she belong to?
Who is she? Where is her world?
She cared not, and she carried on. Found that path, but what is to happen!?
As soon as she takes a step, she would find herself lost yet again!
Successful, Strong, Bold, but from her perspective a Failure in that hidden side
She continues to battle that self
Continues to battle that foolish heart, Constantly beating for those undeserving
For places, for things and for people. Nothing is deserving at all
Her intuition is always wrong
She is surrounded by lots, but she still focuses on that path
The homeland with no home, no time, and no place
-Ali Al-Qaisy (Translated to English)
The Writeous Circle 