حَدِيقَةُ القَمَرِ

The Moonlit Garden

قالَ الأَجْدادُ إِنَّ فِي جِبالِ عُمانَ حَدِيقَةً سِحْرِيَّةً. تَظْهَرُ فَقَطْ فِي لَيالِي البَدْرِ، وَنَباتاتُها تَشْفِي كُلَّ داءٍ.

The ancestors said there was a magical garden in Oman's mountains. It appears only on full moon nights, and its plants cure every illness.

لَكِنَّ شَرْطًا واحِدًا: لا يَراها إِلَّا مَنْ قَلْبُهُ نَقِيٌّ.

But one condition: only those with pure hearts can see it.

كَثِيرُونَ بَحَثُوا عَنْها. عُلَماءُ وَأَطِبَّاءُ وَجَشِعُونَ. لَكِنَّ أَحَدًا لَمْ يَجِدْها.

Many searched for it. Scholars, physicians, and greedy ones. But no one found it.

كانَتْ هُناكَ أُمٌّ تُدْعَى صَفِيَّةَ. ابْنُها الصَّغِيرُ مَرِيضٌ بِمَرَضٍ لا عِلاجَ لَهُ. أَخْبَرَها الأَطِبَّاءُ أَنَّهُ سَيَمُوتُ.

There was a mother named Safiyya. Her little son was sick with an incurable disease. The doctors told her he would die.

سَمِعَتْ صَفِيَّةُ عَنِ الحَدِيقَةِ، فَقَرَّرَتِ البَحْثَ عَنْها.

Safiyya heard about the garden and decided to search for it.

قالَ النَّاسُ: «جُنُونٌ! الحَدِيقَةُ خُرافَةٌ!»

People said: "Madness! The garden is a myth!"

لَكِنَّها لَمْ تَسْتَمِعْ. حُبُّ الأُمِّ أَقْوَى مِنَ المَنْطِقِ.

But she did not listen. A mother's love is stronger than logic.

فِي لَيْلَةِ بَدْرٍ، صَعِدَتْ صَفِيَّةُ الجَبَلَ وَحْدَها. مَشَتْ ساعاتٍ، تُصَلِّي وَتَبْكِي.

On a full moon night, Safiyya climbed the mountain alone. She walked for hours, praying and weeping.

فَجْأَةً، رَأَتْ أَمامَها نُورًا فِضِّيًّا. وَحِينَ اقْتَرَبَتْ، لَمْ تُصَدِّقْ عَيْنَيْها!

Suddenly, she saw a silver light before her. When she approached, she could not believe her eyes!

حَدِيقَةٌ مِنَ الأَزْهارِ المُتَوَهِّجَةِ! كُلُّ زَهْرَةٍ تُشِعُّ بِنُورٍ خاصٍّ. الهَواءُ مَمْلُوءٌ بِرائِحَةٍ عَطِرَةٍ.

A garden of glowing flowers! Each flower radiated its own light. The air was filled with a fragrant scent.

فِي وَسَطِ الحَدِيقَةِ، وَجَدَتْ صَفِيَّةُ شَجَرَةً فِضِّيَّةً عَلَيْها ثِمارٌ ذَهَبِيَّةٌ.

In the garden's center, Safiyya found a silver tree with golden fruits.

قَطَفَتْ ثَمَرَةً واحِدَةً وَعادَتْ مُسْرِعَةً. أَطْعَمَتِ ابْنَها، وَفِي الصَّباحِ كانَ مُعافًى تَمامًا!

She picked one fruit and hurried back. She fed her son, and in the morning he was completely healed!

أَرادَتْ أَنْ تُخْبِرَ النَّاسَ بِمَكانِ الحَدِيقَةِ، لَكِنَّها نَسِيَتِ الطَّرِيقَ! كَأَنَّ الحَدِيقَةَ تَخْتارُ مَنْ يَجِدُها.

She wanted to tell people the garden's location, but she forgot the way! As if the garden chose who finds it.

قالَتْ لِابْنِها: «الحُبُّ النَّقِيُّ يَفْتَحُ أَبْوابًا لا تُفْتَحُ بِالمالِ وَلا بِالقُوَّةِ.»

She said to her son: "Pure love opens doors that money and power cannot open."

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