A message in a bottle

In the North Sea, the Arab fleets have lost direction. Nevertheless, heralding are small ships looming from the horizon and coming from afar. Many a storm have blown before and will blow again and the waves of injustice and betrayal will disrupt the course of these small ships in every direction. But God willing, they will be out of harm's way and will be strengthened. These are ships that know their itineraries perfectly well and for that they still hoard a small old Arab compass that was lost forever in the time of amusements and tragedies and boasting of large fleets.

The large fleets may sink no matter how hard their owners are working to supply them with modern radars and equipment and provide them with large quantities of oil. As for those small ships, with their white colours and their yellow old compass, they will remain white candles dripping with tears and blood.. They will persist as beacons on the hard map of life to mitigate the burden of bitter travel in the heart of darkness, and one day, they will make it to the land of peace.

{Therefore do thou hold Patience,- a Patience of beautiful (contentment) (5) They see the (Day) indeed as a far-off (event) (6) But We see it (quite) near (7)}