قصيدة Goddess of Bioenergy & Metaphysics Prof.Mariam AlSayegh "The Arts of the Journey of Healing &Enlightenment - مريم الصايغ

Dear ladies and gentlemen
The only path to life for me is to venture to triumph over my ambitions,
my weakness, my pains..
in the midst of life...
For them, defeat is a victory that only I know.
Inside me, all I need to rise..
Here.. inside me, where happiness is a choice that I strive to achieve in life..
And it is not a right acquired by birth.
"Like today, the sixth of October; when I was wandering
like a seed in the spaces of the Garden of Eden..
I have not yet been embodied in my current life
and I was not born to witness with my own eyes..
The will of Egypt triumphed.. there..
Where the war of wars.. the end of the era of wars..
It eliminated the ambitions of the Zionist enemy..
And laid the foundations of permanent peace..
It became a symbol of the October spring.
When all the ugliness in it was transformed.. into beautiful green.
Today I feel an overwhelming desire to turn my back on the world,
And escape far from the noise of the press..
To enjoy the weather; ..
where Sagama National Park,
"Where wandering between the adventures of
the worlds of snow-covered peaks and vast wild plains
and hot springs to refresh my soul.
 
Where playing with the puma, the mountain lion, at sunset.. my companion,
threatened like me with the extermination of thousands of it!!
We have acquired the skill of moving between forests when we sense danger,
We climb friendly trees to escape from hunting.
I love its diverse colors between gray and red,
We shine among the tropical and pine rainforests,
It is more fun to live the adventure, much more wonderful than writing it.
 
I never neglect my inner self, pampered through the ages..
I take care.. in the trees of my life's virtues, flourishing.
I chose cooperation, so I did not know competition.
A generation that began with me, welcomes changing concepts..
Let's bring about collective development and elevation one day.
 
My father's voice, a companion on the path..
echoes like an echo chamber in my being..
:Minds were refined by their ideas, and tongues were pleasant with their conversations.. Therefore;
You will not have ninety days for a position or receive awards.
Protectors of peoples and human rights activists are despised..
We will never be honored by marionette brides' ceremonies.. with their insolent smiles
 
With their sinful suits and neckties..
like the gallows of the poor hanging over the lying body.
Be a queen Golden.. With your constant pursuit of truth..
A model.. A wonderful one that your nation boasts about; An example to be emulated..
With honesty, humanity, and giving as a long shadow for every poor person.
And know that if the jurists of the time fall into error, they must disappear and hide
From the scene completely, because what they do to the public is quackery..
But you are a leftist activist, in you you stumble over the stumbles of the world and rise a thousand times a day...
You remain a fighter resisting all types of intellectual oppression so that creativity prevails;
So that man may live noble, beautiful.. Honest.. Dreamy.. Free.. Good..
So I reassured him in a whisper today, while he was covering up his tears from me:
My father, do not worry about me.. What matters is what happened to me..
The most important thing to me is that I do not stop dreaming
I will never turn into a queen crying over abandoned temples!!
Complete I am on my way to love ..
I deal with life, like my ancestors, like a passerby,
I do not care about human ambitions, I look at the beings with loftiness from above. .
They are immersed in their struggles, their competition to take, steal, deceive!!
And these are difficult matters for me.
But it is the nature of some, they are not human beings.. but time bombs!!
 
I promised Marolty,
when she wrote her will in letters of gold,
 
To scatter, part of her ashes on the face of the sea,
 
And the last part in a green spot to bear fruit forever,
 
To unite with the angel in the Garden of Eden.
But I am like a seed created by the Almighty, and I grew in Aden,
I have been relieved of the burdens of life, and I have become a bud on a lush tree,
Before.. I wrote my will, by donating everything that is alive inside me
To enlighten other lives with the pulse of life,
Maybe I may lighten the burden of the helpless, in a permanent partnership towards perfection
But now.. I pity those to whom my organs will be transferred
For they have become burdened.
With the code of my genetic memory.. Dreams that were aborted, By the extermination of a million people of my people
The dreams of millions.. Of women and men of my nation appear before my eyes..
The dreams of a million women dwell within me, so how can I choose between them..
I have become a shepherdess.. For the right of return since my early childhood..
My soul is possessed by the dreamy longing for an eternal right to return.
 
Since my childhood, I have been interested in issues of human need.. climate change, sustainable development, spreading creativity.. as areas of giving,
Some people thought that I founded the Creativity Foundation..
After discovering cancer, to be a good deed that continues for me among people
I started to establish it myself, before the Youth Conference in the year 2000..
So the foundation, it is not a memory that I leave for myself among the universes..
But a life, I will live it for the glory and happiness of every human being.
So now and now alone, is what I own, but it is the land that I seek to discover,
Where the time, the place, where I will spend extended moments.
My weapons are.. humility instead of arrogance
Kindness, no violence.. Tolerance, no stubbornness,
Do I compare my situation with my situation,
to realize the degrees of the state of growth and enlightenment?
I seek with love, I have never known hatred..
Mercy, there is no place for indifference.
Moderation, no excess or deficiency.
Grateful for the most precious gifts from the Almighty,
as a temporary trustworthy owner of my possessions.
 
I lived .. generosity, and giving, so I did not skimp.
 
I stopped impersonating my possessions,
titles, possessions, and achievements.
I gave everything I had, so I became more glorious and dignified
 
My being, who am I now? “.. That is what matters,
Not how much I collect, and store with my possessions.
 
The future is not dark darkness, the fears of the universe have answers,
There are still millions of pages left in my story ...
So what should I talk about, as if the end .. has already been written!!!
 
I gave the universe my gratitude, and my appreciation ..
For every smile of joy and gifts of tenderness
I achieved a balance between awareness of the true self, and abandoning the false self.
I created myself, my path became clear, and I reformulated the "self" anew.
 
A magician died in the village, so they were relieved of his harm.
 
The magician gave birth to a son, who surpassed his father in magic..
The clearest example of the ego!!
The ego is a restless anxiety that dwells in them, so it dominates them..
An illusion! Prevents them from liberating, hinders them, destroys their psyche and spirit!
A reflection of a false representation.. of their empty souls!!
While I have subjugated the ego, I will never live falsehood.
I felt my deep connection with the whole, so I became one with the universe.
The balance in riding my horse is enough for me; so I skillfully show the arts of my creativity..
I got used to the insurmountable difficulties behind me.. While my soul runs helplessly.. To embrace the dew with my rosy dawn
and enjoy the secrets of the universe.
I don't bother myself with attachment to material things and people!!
I'm busy with the purity of my soul far away where my true self is.
I don't just remain alive, but..
My heart and soul enjoy making life's commotion.
I inhabited the hearts of my loved ones..
I passed by like a penetrating arrow through my years!
How quickly time passes when we enjoy the blessings and gifts of the Almighty!!
The winds of good love carried me, so I wandered through the worlds..
I tasted the sweetness of unconditional love that changes the downfalls of humanity..
I accepted every weakness..
Love cast all fears outside!
So I witnessed miracles and wonders..
Without effort, I discovered the actions of gravity and how wonderful it is,
Making the neutral white color more intimate than ever with love.
I hung my love lock as an eternal,
immortal wish on the lovers' bridge, so it lasted for eternity.
My life became full of sunflowers even in April and September..
Here.. where the glow that my joy brought to the world,
so my spring remained constant.
 
The Creator changed the attraction of things around me,
so he made me the most dazzling..
Rather, he made me the center of his gifts,
blessings and all the blessings.
So he exposed my most intimate secrets..
so my body became a readable book for the eyes of strangers..
He gave me the mole of sublimity, for those of great importance as a political expert queen.
He decorated it with the mole of goodness and generosity,
for the fame of dazzling success..
He added the mole of the compassionate heart,
and mystery to the delicacy and magic of attraction.
He was not satisfied.. so he gave me the mole of quick learning,
creative thinking and wealth,
and concluded his gifts, with a mole to tell the world about my strong personality,
with a determination that spit iron.
So, since my childhood, I learned to hide them with a few touches..
So that the eye of an evil or stranger would not read me
and his evil touch would afflict me.
 
The blue moon of October 24th I am, the multi-colored golden butterfly of my nation..
And the silver-orange full moon of my nation..
I was born from the womb of the sky twice, so I have greater chances to exist..
I am great and mighty, my pride's secret appears on my land.
Ignite it like a phoenix with passion..
Guided by my radiance.. So you will never walk against life,
I am a light glowing somewhere there.. You cannot reach it by waiting.. But by diligently striving for the recesses of my treasures.
I have nothing but wandering between worlds, spreading joy and creativity..
My path is not complete, without the giving of a smile of unconditional love.
Nothing difficult in it is stronger than the attraction of dreams protected by a lover.
 
With an iridescent coat saturated within a Technochlore crowd..
I communicated with the divine hills that protected me repeatedly.
I was healed, by communicating and understanding my feelings, so they did not harm me,
The cosmic energy flowed carrying goodness, intelligence and joy within its folds.
Through the integrity of intention.. Blessings descended as a means of healing for recovery.
With the aura of secret holiness, I activated the healing energy of the heart, emotions, feelings.
I restored the energy levels to their balanced state with the heart and mind.
My body is surrounded by an aura of respect, and non-degradation of energy..
With the power of Hon Sha Zi Shu Nen,
wherever God and man come together.
I possess the purple key to increase the empowerment of positive energy..
I possess the emotional-mental symbol Sai Hi Ki, for manual therapy and distance therapy, alone I can heal.
I removed negative energy, to activate the balance with kundalini,
to forget old psychological wounds, and emotional obstacles,
the master treated me with hon sha zi shu nen,
the god within me I greet the god within, to enable peace,
send crown healing energy Dai Ku Mio at the top of the head..
white color and his smile fills his mouth, despite the distances and countries..
white light, purple, repeat my name three times with good intentions, "for the mind emotion, for the tenderness of the healing power sending energy"
small pink crystal in the left hand.
I learned in the temples of the hermits, by rinsing living among the mountains..
I gave my wealth, to deal with the feelings of pain and adjust them to reach healing.
 
The first art of living is resisting injustice, oppression and selfishness,
Changing the ugliness caused by genocide, war and destruction,
Recovering from frustration and surrender,
Against neutrality, submission, opportunism and hypocrisy I am,
Against pain, weakness, oppression, violence, racism,
In their treatment of minorities.
Against the captivity of ideas, imagination and dreams.
Throughout my life, I have lived nobly in secret before in public..
In situations that no one sees and people do not know about.
I train my smile with the mirror of balance;
So that it does not widen too much and a sad person suffers
Or is left alone and falls on the bridge of depression and panic..
Where a fate has no bottom or decision.
On the day of my kidnapping..
I will be alone and what is hidden will be revealed and called for in public.
 
My belief in the ability to give, even if it gives another a smile..
It might make a crying child laugh; So what about the embrace of a warm smile that might give him hope;
I learned to give even if I only had a small amount
Sharing my meal with a homeless person in the mountains didn't kill me,
but it satisfied us both;
My ability to enjoy my little things, filled my life with blessings.
I held on to honesty while they lied to me;
I tolerated despite a constant feeling of heartache.. for their transgressions.
I kept laughing despite the sorrows..
I gave kindness whenever obstacles piled up..
I kept it secret and stubborn.. so as not to hurt my loved ones..
And so that fools wouldn't think I was seeking sympathy.
I can't invite others with me, with purification rituals.
How long must I wait for the malignant tumor to heal??
My groans every day are like a wounded bird, tearing apart the silence of the entity..
Trying to expose my mask of steadfastness!!
I may not be the same person anymore,
I have experienced pain
 
But I learned how to overcome it and how to find a way to heal
 
In a thousand ways that make me dispense with speaking and receiving
 
Nonsense consolation and words of encouragement that provoke my steadfastness;
 
I do not have words of pity and the usual records
 
To make things easier, the state of the world; but I learned how to make things easier..
 
The other will not care about my crying or my smile, so I chose joy to win.
 
Until the last breath, I will preserve my humanity..
 
To leave life as I lived it, Nabila.
 
Like sugar cubes, I lived my life;
So when my soul perishes, I will leave a trace of a sweet taste..
 
I lived, Nabila, a knight of morals.. In moments of agreement and disputes..
 
I was satisfied with what you have divided, O Almighty.. So I have never been sad.
 
As an influential element in the chemistry of the universe; Rather, a wonderful model to be emulated
I filled the universe with creativity.. joy.. gifts.
The god of the underworld let me go from his hand..
Tell them that I have a pure heart; too pure for him to destroy
Rather, what is in it he snatches from life now.
Rest assured, Lord of lords. I am certain that you are not tempted by evil.
I have always tested you and now; you have never put me through a trial..
Rather, you have saved me from the sources of evil and every evil.
How easy it is to destroy a grape vine there..
A single random blow from above is enough..
With all the other trees around it, it was hit alone. What luck!!!
Like a zombie, my brain cells are fading while I move like a corpse brought back to life!
Like a vampire, my creative cells and talents are burning because of cancer!!
Oh Almighty..
I cannot imagine myself going far, fading away, and withdrawing
From this life..
My cells are exploding without a purpose!!!
Strengthen me, take my hand so that I can face the pain.. And regain my health.
To remain an effective, successful person.. I return if I lose my way;
I live with balanced feelings of "ability" and "strength" so that the tissues of feelings heal
I have no scars or defects that destroy the feeling of ability and distort my soul.
Let me reach you in my own time.. as I chose for myself,
Let millions of Fridays pass without harm..
Without surprises that precede my time or disrupt my dreams..
I don't like Friday.. It's a tiring crowd that makes me dizzy.
Let me invest my weights.. That were given for another fifty happy years.
My love and until a meeting whose time has not yet come.. Oh my Creator.
 
From "Spring of October 6, 2001, until Spring of October 6, 2023, here the Lord helped us; completed love; joy; grace; healing; gifts; and for ages of ages, lovers.
I have passed twenty years without illness, which passed me with joy and blessings, and the Almighty is still faithful to the covenant.. I trust that He will give me another thirty years,
So.. "Until eternity, a phoenix in love with our eagle, we dance our special melody, across the universes"... May God bless our days with good life, for your tenderness; your understanding; your embrace of me; and your constant attempts to make me happy.. A renewed love.. You give it to me
"How can I repay you with a spark of what you do for me, O all my happiness" .. May all our extended moments, days, ages return to infinity.. And we are a life in the fullness of love, the truth of love, and the joy of holidays.".
Be in love, goodness, and peace, my beloved. Professor Maro.
Cleopatra, lover of the homeland. My love.
Be well and in love.
 
Cleopatra is beloved by the nation.
Shahrazad of poetry, novels and stories
Cleopatra, beloved of the nation
The orange silver moon
Goddess of the four letters
Goddess of the alphabet and insight
Goddess of the twenty-fifth hour
A diamond of Light mountain

مناسبة القصيدة

The Goddess of Bioenergy and Metaphysics, Professor Mariam Al-Sayegh "The Arts of the Journey of Healing and Enlightenment" Professor Mariam Al-Sayegh wrote when she was excluded from the front lines of journalism and continued to write, and as a free and proud woman who did not accept submission, in the glory of those names and the rule of the deposed president, she went to court.. And proved her right and obtained a ruling and closed the door of journalism as a job behind her.. And she moved on.. Where the worlds of creativity, development projects at the Arab Creativity Development Foundation, economics, academic teaching, media and diplomatic training, and the editorship of the Arab Creativity Magazine are sources of happiness. She fears for herself from publishing her deleted and banned works Because of the imprisonment of her colleagues, media professors, thinkers and writers, because of their articles And she knows that there is a significant number of politicians, officials and wise people in Egypt.. who follow all her articles and letters through various publishing media, out of love for my letters and not censorship of what I write, and she exchanges love with love and trust with trust and is grateful to them name by name, So she hopes that these wise people will communicate with those in charge What is happening is a real farce!! .. All of us as media professors explain the mistakes of professional air bubbles in our lectures, So that our students and trainees do not fall into our hands with their mistakes, For the trust of science and professionalism that we protect with our necks.. We will be held accountable for it before the Almighty, And not before the courts of the earth!!.. Therefore, her professionalism and conscience require her to refute their mistakes, What do the media experts and your bubble leading the scene do.. Air??!! They do not have knowledge, talent, thought or culture, and this is a fact that even your marionettes do not deny.. But a media expert mentioning physical characteristics!! is unprofessional and rejected by the media expert Prof. Mariam Al-Sayegh.. Although it is science! The science of the body and its structural anatomy is not bullying, but it was mentioned as evidence!! But in the end, it is an unintended humiliation and not with the aim of bullying and humiliation, and the man apologized publicly several times!! So, she has a request for the sake of your image in front of the world, enough, Stop insulting science and its messengers, enough!!.. She published this poem from her poetry collection "My Enslaved Homeland" We dedicate to you her poem "The Arts of the Journey of Healing and Enlightenment" Written on October 6, 2001 And published in newspapers, print magazines, blogs, websites and of course on Facebook

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