في بحر الصباح

In the Sea of Sabah

A Golden oystered pearl

Rises to the surface

With a twiddling and a twirl

From the lowest depths with ease

Waiting with hands open in prayer

Over the horizon a mystic breeze

Falling as dew into mouthed shells

Over the water, Instantaneously

Shut to reverse course in totality

Careening back into the Ocean’s depths

Bearing in the heart

A pearl drop of minds

Which somehow the diver

Bashir then seeks and finds

It’s from الله