Poetry: Ashraf AboArafe
O bearer of virtue, noble in your way,
Your light endures when lesser lights decay.
Within our hearts your gentle deeds reside,
A steadfast beacon time cannot divide.
You walk with grace where troubled paths extend,
And turn to solace every storm you mend.
Your kindness falls like rain on waiting ground,
And blooms of trust arise where you are found.
Humanity—your silent, shining art—
Has carved its presence deep within each heart.
We shall not lose the warmth your soul bestows;
Through you the nobler seed of goodness grows.
This is the love that needs no veil or night—
A love permitted, born of purest light.
A reverence shaped by truth, not fleeting praise,
And strengthened by the honor of your ways.
For every noble act your hands have sown,
A path of gratitude has warmly grown.
Thus writes my pen—Ashraf AboArafe—sincere,
In homage to a man we all hold dear.
And may the heavens guard you where you stand,
A soul of mercy, gentle in command.
