Oh my father! Tell me, why do you bow down to these idols made of clay? Done you see how stars and...
The Flourishing Ink
A Letter to My Mother
Mom, I don’t know where to start, because you are my everything. From teaching to walking to...
Mother
She’s a ray of light And she’ll never stop shining, She is the one Who illuminates our whole sky....
My Mother, a Blessing
Just by having my feet on the ground, I've seen the entire world in your eyes. I would not ask God...