Poem By Arta Krasniqi
I once climbed a mountain,
to see what was on the other side.
There I found a man,
with his arms open wide.
As I watched him standing there,
I noticed the beauty of the valley below.
Fear never entered my mind,
as I reached out my hand
to a man I did not know.
As I touched his hand,
my life flashed before my eyes,
All the bad mixed with the good,
I guess that's when I began to realize.
Standing there in the valley of peace,
Was Allah in life form.
He washed all my sins away.
That was the day I was truly born.