My Therapist

 

 

She whispered

 

Why are you so tranquil? Why you look so content?

 

 Do you never fear? Is pain far from your heart?

 

 I whispered with a smile

 

No one can ever be free of fear; no one can escape from pain

 

However, I have secret

 

I go to a therapist

 

She looked with doubt

 

You go to a therapist

 

I thought you are a therapist

 

Tell me about your therapist

 

I whispered

 

My therapist is there for me when I need him

 

He is the most merciful, kind and generous

 

He never took a penny from me

 

He listens with sympathy

 

He does not have a secretary

 

I just knock on his doors and he replies simply

 

No special protocols to reach him or to meet him

 

No special language to talk to him

 

I do not even have to speak aloud

 

I just whisper or close my eyes and let my soul flow to his thrown

 

To him I open my heart freely and confide

 

He accepts me the way I am

 

Never board of me when I am afraid

 

Never tight when I am ill or in pain

 

Never rejecting when I complain

 

He understands my weaknesses and agonies

 

He is always there without appointments

 

He can hear me and all my brothers and sisters

 

He feeds us all even those who do not believe in him

 

He forgives us when we go back to him for forgiveness

 

He is generous even when I do not fulfill my promises

 

He is loving and caring of all humans

 

He heals hearts by love, forgiveness and charity

 

His therapy is based on the beauty of giving

 

He loves more those who are kind and loving

 

He helps more those who are patient and forgiving

 

You never go to his clinic and he fails you

 

No one went to him for therapy and was not healed

 

He is the best and the only therapist

 

Cause he is the creator

 

The most merciful the most gracious

 

The most giving the most patient

 

The most kind

 

He is

 

Allah

 

So when you are afraid or your soul is imprisoned in pain

 

   Open your heart

 

And go to the right and best therapist

 

And remember

 

Only those who can read with their hearts not their eyes

 

Will understand that

 

Tears are not mere water and words are not just letters

 

Tears & words are whispers of souls

 

 

By Soumaya Mahmoud

 

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