اقوى احتلال

اقوى احتلال

بقلم/ د. حنان حسن مصطفي

اقوى احتلال هو احتلال القلب والروح والعقل والاحساس

اقوى احتلال هو ما تذهب إليه بمحض إرادتك ووعيك التام

احلى جنون يجعلنا نشتاق للحنون البعيد عن العين ومكانه بالقلب وباعماق الروح الغائب الحاضر تشتاق الي رؤياه العين

من ملك الاحساس والروح دون عناء وبكل ودا وحب ووفاء

من اجبرك على احترامه وتقديره بأفعاله وأقواله وعطاءه

من اعطاك من قلبه وعقله وروحه ودمه ووقته دون تردد

خاف عليك اكثر من روحه ويحميك ويرعاك حتى من بعيد

لم يتردد فى الدفاع عنك واخذ حقك فى غيابك وحضورك هو من قاد حربا ضروس لدعمك وقت ضعفك إيمانا بحقك

من تخلى عن كل شىء واى شىء حتى يفوز بحبك وقلبك

لقد احتواك داخل أعماقه وروحه وقادك للنجاح والتفوق

ايها الفارس الجسور تحارب العالم يشرف وكبرياء وكرامة

من انت لكى تحتل افكارى واحلامى فى ليلى ونهلرى

اشتاقك حد الجنون واتلهف لهمسك وحنانك واحاسيسك

يا من ملأت العقل والوجدان بفدءك وعطاءك وتضحياتك

من انت ايها الفارس الشجاع الذي يحارب طواحين الهواء

اما لعنادك من اخر فهل اكتفيت من جلد الذات والتضحيات

The most powerful occupation

By Dr. Hanan Hassan Mustafa

The strongest occupation is the occupation of the heart, soul, mind, and feelings. The strongest occupation is what you choose willingly and with full awareness. The sweetest madness makes us yearn for the kind one, far from sight, yet residing in the heart and the depths of the soul. The absent one is ever-present, and the eyes long to see him. The one who possessed feelings and soul effortlessly, with all affection, love, and loyalty. The one who compelled you to respect and appreciate him through his actions, words, and generosity. The one who gave you from his heart, mind, soul, blood, and time without hesitation. He feared for you more than his own life, protecting and caring for you even from afar. He never hesitated to defend you and secure your rights in your absence and presence. He waged a fierce battle to support you in your weakness, believing in your right. He gave up everything and anything to win your love and heart. He embraced you within his depths and soul, guiding you to success and excellence. O brave knight, you fight the world with honor and pride. And dignity?

Who are you to occupy my thoughts and dreams, my nights and my days?

I long for you to the point of madness, and I yearn for your whispers, your tenderness, and your feelings.

O you who have filled my mind and heart with your devotion, your generosity, and your sacrifices.

Who are you, brave knight, fighting windmills?

Is there no end to your stubbornness? Have you had enough of self-flagellation and sacrifices?