"O night curler, soar high to the seventh heaven, and bring me joy in a bottle of perfume filtered from a penetrating, fragrant flower. .. flying in the white... cutting through the sands of life... and here I am, the blue one, witnessing it with the eyes of my soul." These are amazing texts with their vision and childlike wisdom, with their extremely concise poetry and the mythology of the captivating narrative, and with their mysticism that emerges from the folds of the letters to reside in the reader's conscience, and with their reference to every letter written in the main books or hidden behind the wings of wisdom and philosophy or emerging from between the folds of the chests of the saints and the ravens of the Ahl al-Bayt. Makkawi Saeed

دينا توفيق.. كاتبة صحفية تعمل بجريدة "الأهرام" حاليًا بعد أن تخصصت في الكتابة عن الفن التشكيلي والتراث لسنوات بمجلة "البيت".. وقد عملت أيضًا لسنوات عديدة بمجلة " صباح الخير".