My late father Maher Abdullah رحمه الله was amongst those who encouraged me to consider writing poetry seriously instead of merely secreting them away in the cosy confines of laptop folders.
Through the Eyes of a Raven was the first poem my Dad رحمه الله constructively criticised, – he was an Arab poet (amongst other talents) – which I wrote in April 2003. Sadly, he wasn’t able to read the outcome, which never would’ve been possible without his constructive critique and valuable input.
To keep my story short, I’ve written two versions of Through the Eyes of a Raven and although the themes are similar, the endings differ.
I hope you find the time to read them both and enjoy inshâ’Allâh.
Extended Version
2003
Skilful White Clouds 
Mashallah such a powerful poem. I love it. Keep up the good work 🙂
The poem seems to relay a message and it indeed comes from the deep experience of the writer itself. A good poem, and how you put your feelings into words is something very awesome.
Thank you for sharing.
This is so beautiful sis, though a little bit sad in the last portion, but still beautiful. I read the story about writing this poem. I did not know that you started to write poetry long time before (^_^).
Your voice shines brightly as do the words that your heart and spirit allow you to share, surely God has blessed you with a great talent dear sister! Your poems refresh my spirit with the touch of your words. God bless!
Very powerful.