32-«Some friends arc planning a trip to Latakia. Would you like to go?»

«It's no longer beautiful as it once was. The vacationers have discovered the beaches. But for the children... alright. we'll go...»

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«Here I sit before the sea, with others who don't know what it has meant to me, the times we've shared. the things I've loved around your rocky shores, within your depths. our secret pact, the hours that you spent teaching me. Sunny days, stormy days. times when I could not resist your call. Your mercy when I went too far and almost failed, or went too deep and almost drowned. That's how I was, reckless, foolish, unaware. And yet you let me try again, and more than once you pulled me from the grip of death. For what? Could it have been that you were meant to show me what I failed to see? Prepare me for another day, when I would recognize the way, and set my foot upon the path?

I can't forget you. yet I won't look hack. I'll just remember. friendly Sea. just be grateful. faithful Sea, for all you've been to me» .

«Do you want to go down to swim?»

«Not now ... go ahead. I'll stay here with this hook».

«All alone?»

«It's a book of prophetic narrative. I've found something in it to occupy me all the day... Go with them. Abu Mohammad».

«What is it?»

«God said to His prophet:

[I am with My servant when he thinks of Me. So let him think of Me what he will...]

«I think I'll stay too»