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Ah - By Author Haytham Behnam Bardy
JOD
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I extended my hands, held his shoulders, and helped him up. He leaned on my shoulder and followed like a shadow to a body, towards my steps entering the library. I sat him on the sofa and went for a glass of water, which he drank in one gulp. Then, as if possessed, he was drawn towards the smile of the infant whom I had bathed in refreshing water, from which the purest taste could be discerned—the taste of familiarity, friendship, and joy furnished with lavish love. He leaned with his whole being towards the infant, who extended his little fingers and began to explore the contours of his face. His forehead lit up with a spark of fire and light, and he closed his eyes in ecstasy as the tips of the tired, supple fingers uprooted the thistles, thorns, confusion, illusion, and emptiness from his being... At that dawn, I witnessed a scene that, if an artist who spent his life among colors and nature, and shared his days and years exploring the deepest, richest bonds of humanity, were to draw it, he would never capture such a luminous crown of astounding human connection.