Looking up from time to time, seeing one window after another
in many partitions where dental chairs and instruments are
aligned just so.
Windows reflecting lights above, seeing thoughts being spread
across mind and intellect, lighting up synapses and neurons
like they've been electrically charged invisibly somehow.
A young student evaluating, taking down information was a
young lady, a muslim with a great personality and good
disposition.
A very likeable young woman who's studying to be a dentist,
a really great lady, hoping God blesses her in all endeavors
that are for His people.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem