If this is the matter...
If this is the matter, and it is as such, Ali bin Abi Talib is agreat one of this society in viewpoint and style: the society of eternal authors who look at the stars of the sky, the sands of desert, the water of seas, the garment of nature they discover suddenly that they are things of their selves, these selves which feel that there is in the cosmos one thorough existential power that has been since eternity in perpetuity and will remain forever.
Michael Na’eemah, who represents the artist’s power to feel deeply of pantheism in our contemporary Arabic literature, says: “Rather how could he been author who doesn’t sense his roots in perpetuity and eternity, and senses what has passed and what will come, this sense this feeling of sublime beauty which warps up all creatures, inspite of the differences in their aspects in one scarf, is what you can see in the masterpieces of literature genius, whatever the topics of these masterpieces varies whatever their conditions differ from each other.
So if you hear the voice of the great poet speaking on Christ’s mouth, saying: “Think of the lilies of the field, how they grow; but I tell you that even Sulaiman in his glory was not dressing as one of them!”, then you have heared one of the greatest voice, the cosmos, has heared realized the most interesting sight piercing the bottoms of the whole beauty and you will wonder: “How can dust, reocks and clouds of sky bring such a splendor and beauty, the beauty of field lilies while they are growing, if this panthism had not been, and if beauty had not been the axis of the one existence, and the joint of its parts from beginning to end?
It is, at the same time, the theme of thinking and feeling to the artist, the small creator! Likewise is the wonderfal saying of christ when some people came to him with a prostitute who had made herself opened to punishment according to their laws: Anyone of you who has not committed asin should come and throw stones at this prostitute!” When you hear the great poet saying of Sulaiman bin David’s tongue: “A generation goes, another one comes, the earth exists for ever.
The sun rises and sets, then it hastens to its position from which it goes out. The wind goes towards the south, and rotates to the north, rotates and circles in its journey then returns its circles!