The Bird
By Al-Nashashibi
I have a house, I have a tree where a bird every
morning comes to say hello.
Every morning I enjoy his singing and I think…
is it by accident that this bird pays me a visit everyday?
One morning behold
the bird landed on the tree, looked into my eyes
and talked.
“There are no accidents; there is a reason for everything
that happens… I came to enrich your life threefold. ”
“Who sent you?” I asked.
“Your needs,” he replied.










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