~I'm on Seashore~

~I'm on Seashore~

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Originally uploaded by thexfile

I find myself
On the beach of life
Life is calling me
To take each step of it
So slow as it comes
It falls, incidents
Just like my veil
On my shoulder, settling softly
I have to carry it through
Wind whistles, airy tunes
Through this beach of life
Fiddles every hair of existence
With all this, thoughts are drifting
And here I am
Watching my waves
Taking turns to end
I inhale, beauty and sores
Of what life has touched
The wind continues to blow
The waves trails back and fro
Of whatever life stores

© Nasra Al Adawi 2007

I’m bit on a run track, which takes more more of my creativity….Stilll despite this complain, Im enjoying to realize my dream…. Hope all can whisper a bit of prayer for me

Just few news to share in here, on achievements of some of my blog friends:

Don at http://poeticalchemist.wordpress.com has published his second book titled Walks in Life’s Sacred Garden is available also at Amazon.com, I was honored to review Don’s book. It’s a poetic life journey. More about it you can turn the pages in this link (http://poeticalchemist.wordpress.com/dons-new-book/ )

As for Amias in her

http://liquidplastic.blogspot.com she has published her second book titled Liquid Plastic. More information about this book can be obtained on this link http://www.liquidplastic.net/liquidplasticbook.htm , “Amias, Thank you for being a Sister, Get Well Soon”

Amias despite she is not being well, she took time to help me out to bring a new story at Touch A Woman. A story of Elieshi Ndesandjo from Tanzania on her journey as a business woman and her charity work (http://www.liquidplastic.net/nasra/ElieshiNdesandjo.htm ). I hope you can get time to read and give us your feedback, this will fuel us to trace more women around the world who make difference in their own community. Please help us to spread news about Touch A Woman, to inspire other as much as possible.

Marcus Harris at http://marcusharris.net/mjs-spot/blog/ for publishing his book titled Songs In Search Of A Voice, Marcus not only shares with us the passion of poetry, he also support women facing demotic violence. Information on his first book can be obtained in http://marcusharris.net/order

~ Daughter of Oman ~

Village Children
Originally uploaded by JP London.

I met her fairly recent
On a sisterhood web site
The morsels she shares
Are enjoyed with great delight

She is still young in age
But wise beyond the years
Her calling is to help others
And wipe away many tears

Nasra tells many stories
As she travels along her way
Seeking aid for the sick ones
In all she has to say

Daughter of Oman
I want all to see
You have touched my heart
Dear sister to me

I am proud to call you sister
It is wonderful to hear your voice
And although we have never met
We became sisters by choice.

©Maggie Lee Scott


Here the poem I would like to treasure for life and frame it in my heart a poem I received unexpectedly by Maggie Lee Scott she has a blog Southern Women With Backbones (www.southernwomenwithbackbones.blogspot.com/ ). Maggie writes gentle peotry that touches your heart so gently.


Dear Maggie
This poem made me feel content about all and what is happening in my life. I dreamt of winning a Nobel prize and this is it. The cheer pride and being overwhelmed, thank you for bringing me and seeing a person not so much while Im running around in life, I guess you tend to forget to appreciate the person who is inside, the one stands deeper than the layers of your skin. Your poem made my soul blush and I’m touched deeply…

As for the photo in here it is by JP London from flickr.com of Omani Children who are wearing traditional clothes. Our Omani Traditional clothes are very colorful. JP I appreciate this Photo…

Everyday Heroines

Originally uploaded by asterisque morte.

From time time, my words are tide inside of me. I wish I could express how the world is such a wonderful place to be in. Knowing that life can be about the people who you come in touch with and the blessing of knowing such unique souls out there. I’m not talking about contacts that sets you up to the ladder of status or getting a job. It’s about knowing someone, who put a smile to another soul through a gesture of reaching out to them and has no motive at all behind it. Remarkable souls standing there, their good side glows, their kindness are fruits that you pick, and relishing on their unselfish love. How blessed we are to meet such souls through our journey of living. I consider that I’m lucky to meet a number of such souls.

Touch A Woman is new page where we bring a voice of sisterhood. Don’t let your eyes pick on the greater giving; it’s the small things that they make great difference. Im delighted to announce that Amias through her website http://www.liquidplastic.net/ is featuring about women who are everyday heroines in their community. Hope you can join hands to show how small gesture of giving is the greatest of them all.

My first article on Rebbeca Musi a cancer surviovor in South Africa has been featured in Touch A Women. (Click Here) Join us to bring more about women who made this world a better place with their petals of love and giving.

Thanks Amias for your faith on me. Thanks Rebbeca for opening up to us, allowing us to see how a simple life can be an extraordinary journey. My Love and apperciation goes to Anne Marie who showers me in kindness.

Many thanks for the photo by asterisque morte in flickr.com

She is who she is

So he asked who is she. She stood there to inhale, with deep breath she plunged into thinking, the words repeated to her in self form “Who am I?” Lightening of thoughts by passed her, but were too fast for her to snatch the answer, and within self walls fear started to crawl in but insisted that she knows the answer of this simple question. As everyone has to know who are they, its impossible not to know. So the question repeated her self to her, she pulled the only rope that she had in her, is being spontaneous and her voice came out not offering an answer to the question but is to convince her self that she is the person is what she is about to describe “I’m a woman, who never enjoyed her womanhood, a soul that still searches her perfect body form, I’m a sensation that lost her tip of senses, I’m emptiness that awaits for fulfillment, I’m a tear - yet too weak to engrave her path, I’m human wanting God’s acceptance, I’m a female scribbled with many emotions, I’m a body cursed in curves, I’m hunger aching for a quench, I’m all ruins but wanting to parade my wall, I’m a child who wants to stand in shoes of a man and I’m poetry waiting to be all written” As she ended pronouncing of what she is, finally she had freed her chains of trouble. She stood in bold face staring at him, yet it was piercing into him, so he can understand, that she is a woman, who has been trapped in claws of lion, but too proud to show her defeat. She has no ground to fall, so she chooses to stand despite her trembling knees.

Copyright 2007, Nasra Al Adawi

Inspired by Amor Al Habsy

My mum always tells me "You never know who can be a source of inspiration to you and who can give you a helping hand in this life", how true her words are. I recall, I did this interview about Amias, who just published her book, it was self published. Im not sure if you know the sturggle in publishing a book all by your self. As she was my blogging friend and not all that but she was so inspirational to me, she was a sister to me.

Lately I recieved a wonderful email from her, stating on the progress of her book and she will stand beside me in helping me with my Tanzanian project. She poured so much love and hope into me. Thank you Amias.

Amias has a website http://liquidplastic.net/ where she honors sisterhood and brotherhood, beyond race or religion. It about reaching out for eachother. Do visit her website to know more about it. I was truly touched as I was among the sisters http://liquidplastic.net/members/nasra.htm who was honored, wow I dont recieve such honor like that. Thank you for closing the bridges of humanity.