Random Coincidences OR Purposeful Intelligence?


How could one explain the existence of this expanding cosmos, which began as a simple event; a random, intense, dispersing, chaotic explosion moving into an orderly structured, finely tuned, mathematically measured, supremely complex, well-defined by laws and ever evolving towards further complexity- universe?


How many coincidences could “scientists” rely upon as a plausible explanation to the existence and evolution of the universe without blushing in total embarrassment ?

The complexity, balance, harmony and exquisite beauty which one observes would need an incalculable number of coincidences, an incalculable amount of matter, and incalculable amount of time, all of which are far greater than the mass, size and age of our universe.
Before these gazillion breathtaking “coincidences” we stand in awe!


Bearing in mind the impossibility of ever disproving the existence of an Intelligence behind the existence of the universe and its laws, to EXCLUDE the POSSIBILITY of the existence of Purposeful Intelligence or an Intelligent Designer which could have caused such intricate complexity is not only narrow-minded, but also irrational and utterly unscientific, bordering on  ridiculous.

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Just like thought police and Medieval fanatics, some materialists would not even allow a discussion on the possibility of contemplating a hypothesis of intentional purposeful design  (rather than random coincidences) as an alternative explanation to the magnificent existence of this sublime, finely tuned universe, yet they still insist on calling their rigidness, close-mindedness, and blind faith in gazillion coincidences, “scientific rational thinking”!



Topography of my soul

When I was seven,
At gunpoint,
I was driven out of my land, Palestine
A Naksa, survivor, daughter of Nakba survivors
Eyes moist, gazing at the horizon
Fixated towards Jerusalem
Ever since
When I was seventeen,
My family departed Libya, moved away, as did I
Leaving all my friends behind
“I will not go through this again” I thought
“No more friends, no more love, no more gain
No more loss, no more separation, no more pain” I said to myself
At twenty seven,
A stranger in a strange land, London, UK
The chest of my beloved was ripped open
Valve replacement in his heart
Standing by his side in ICU
“I wish it was me under the surgeon’s knife”
“I could cope better, if I took your place”
Anguish, unbearable, legs turn jelly, I fell to the floor
At thirty seven,
Gasping for life, in a hospital bed in Whiston
With a fine thread, clutching onto hope
Wavering in and out of existence, for four years
Watching my children growing alone, playing alone
Sobbing at my baby’s daily questions:
“Are you feeling better, mama? Can you give me a bath?
Can you tell me a story? Can we play outside today?”
 “Does that grey colour in your hair mean  you’re going to die soon, mama?”


At forty seven,
Grieving the sudden loss of my soulmate,
Burying my beloved in Amman graveyard
Frozen, flicking through my memories
Searching every corner of my mind
Digging my heart, carving the kernel of my soul
Maybe, just maybe, I could hear one of Khaled’s heartbeats!
Meet his shadow, touch his hand

Catch a whiff of his scent around

At fifty seven,
oops, not there yet !
* * *


Don’t get me wrong

I am not complaining, not at all
I am merely describing

The lowest points in time and space

Of the map of my journey, in the valleys of my soul

* * *
The rest is magic
Swaying hills, and gushing waterfalls
Great big mountains with high altitudes
Buoyant meadows and dancing rainbows,
Flowing rivers, pounding oceans, hymns of gratitude
Thank you Allah, Shukran ya wadoud

Love grows forever


No matter how colourful

No matter how grey

No matter how joyful

No matter how full of pain

No matter what we lose

No matter what we gain





Seen from above

Life is but a game

Captured in a story

Once upon a dream




Awakened hearts

Tightly intertwined

Time and space do not contain

No separation no restrain


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Nurtured in adoration

Blossoms in drought as in rain

Shins through darkness

A cosmos exploding, supernova plays insane





When injustice becomes the law

When confusion leads many astray

Awakened hearts

Always find a way




Cherishing life, embracing all

Vessels of compassion heeding the call

Without distinction, holding creation big and small




Let there be hearts tender and pure

Floating lilies in a nectar river

Sublime serene, love grows forever


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Yasmeen Olya and Layla Nowras

Life is Beautiful


Stop running…why the haste

 Slow down… For a moment

S…l…o…w    d…o…w…n

Hold my hand, and come with me



See that tree over there

Come stroke her velvet leaves

Embrace her trunk

Lean your head over hers

Stand still

Close your eyes

Hold your breath


 Can you hear her heart beating?

Be amazed… Be in awe!


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Come invite this butterfly

To the palm of your hand

Watch her flapping her splendid wings

Teasing you, with hide and seek

While she leaps flying far

Look with eyes open wide

At the marvel of design

Be amazed… Be in awe!


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Take off your shoes

Throw them away

 Tread on your tiptoes

Feel the softness, laugh with joy

As you tickle the grass below

Kiss the tender loving hand

Who laid such magic carpet down

All creations are VIPs

No distinction no favouritism

Endless kindness, full of grace

Be amazed… Be in awe!



Come closer, smell this rose

Kneel in front and fill your soul


Do not hasten, do not ignore

Her heavenly scent is made for you

Caress the petals… and enjoy

Fill your being with gratitude

Fall on your knees

Praise the maker, head bowing down

Boundless gifts… Love Divine

Be amazed… Be in awe!



*   *   *

Only love grew

When I was a little girl
My home was a tree-trunk
On a white cloud
Up…up… in the sky


In this world of mine
The sun shone forever
All seasons were spring
And love grew everywhere

Yesterday is gone and its tale told. today new seeds are growing
In gardens… on trees
In the streets
On roof tops
In the rivers
In people’s hearts
And on their tongues


Visitors to my world
Wondered how
And why
Hate didn’t grow
Hate couldn’t grow


The secret was
In this world of mine
People could read
Each other’s minds
So, they came to understand


How others feel
What others mean
Why others do
And where others stand


That’s why
In this beautiful world of mine
Only love grew


Just BE, anyway

When the sun shines every morning

It does not think what if someone objects to its heat

It would Just give its best, anyway


When twilight falls in the evening

It does not care who would curse its darkness

It would just embrace all, anyway


When Sky gates flung open to relinquish earth

It does not hesitate in case some passers by would get wet

It would just rain anyway


When you align yourself with the Most Sublime

You would not consider how people see you;

Would they mock you

Would they belittle you

Would they hurt you

Or would they even kill you

You’re constantly content in magnificent harmony

You would just BE, anyway


As a child


Don’t ever lose your sense of wonder

Look as a child with eyes open wide

You will see


Marvel at every leaf you come by

As you hold between your fingers

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Laugh with tantalizing raindrops

As they touch your beautiful face


Fill your soul with glee… delightful

As you run to meet the rainbow


Don’t ever lose your sense of wonder

Listen as child with attentive heart

You will hear


Feel the awe as you’re filled with joy

 While you sing your favourite tune


Swirl… twirls… jump… hop… and skip

As you chant with doves of love


Be amazed at the joyful breeze

Blowing through your dancing hair


Don’t ever lose your sense of wonder

Observe as child with a soul so tender

You will understand

Don’t ever lose your sense of wonder


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