The Most Beautiful Expressions About the Joy of Reunion
- Every separation ultimately leads to a happiness derived from a reunion that follows with no further parting.
- Oh heart, why do you remain silent? With pain and sorrow surrounding you, rejoice for the time of reunion is at hand.
- A meeting is merely the prelude to a farewell, so cherish every moment of it.
- Reuniting after a long absence is even more beautiful than a wedding night.
- Happiness is often a name we give to something precious, particularly the reunion with loved ones after time apart.
- When we meet, my heart beats faster with joy, and my love for you deepens.
- A reunion, filled with longing and sincerity, blooms from love’s gardens during the spring of our lives, bringing joy to our hearts in that moment.
- How delightful are the emotions we experience upon meeting, how tender are those feelings, how genuine are these hearts, and how beautiful is the joy of reunion.
Beautiful Expressions About Meeting a Beloved
- Nothing compares to the joy of reuniting with a loved one after a long time apart; what a delight it is for the heart to feel after longing.
- Oh heart, be patient with the pain of separation from loved ones, for these years of distance must eventually end, leading to a reunion.
- After waiting for a long time to meet loved ones, what reward can come except a sweet reward for the endurance?
- The beauty of meeting a beloved after a long separation, with waves of longing washing over, captures moments painted in the canvas of our springtime; it’s a moment that’s alive with heartbeats and filled with overwhelming joy.
- I love to drift into sleep at unexpected times, hoping for dreams of my beloved, wishing those dreams would translate into reality.
- Memories serve as a form of reunion with loved ones in our imaginations.
- Two strangers searching for each other, fate brings separation, yet love causes our hearts to beat without our control.
- How wonderful is the gathering with those we love, as it helps us forget the yearnings of yesterday and the worries of tomorrow.
- It was fate that led to our reunion, yet soon afterward I was left alone in sorrow.
- From the intensity of longing for loved ones, I find myself searching for sleep at unusual hours, hoping to encounter them in my dreams.
- All that remains is the beautiful patience required until the era of separation fades and the bond of reunion resumes with loved ones.
- In my heart, there are different kinds of love: one born from a pleasant companionship, another from genuine affection, and one that urges me to pray for you and await our reunion.
- How lovely it is to meet loved ones, for it brings joy, dispels sorrow, and refreshes weary souls; those moments are radiant, their fragrance delightful, and the voices of loved ones resonate sweetly like the chirping of birds in the trees.
- A meeting with a beloved is the balm for our hearts and serves as a healer.
Beautiful Thoughts on Family Reunion After a Long Absence
- How long the absence from family has been; patience has become more challenging, yet the hope of reunion sustains our lives.
- A family gathering will come to mend the wounds.
- A family reunion marks a chapter of separation, as life dictates.
- In the embrace of family, my dreams expand.
- Warm memories shared among family represent a unique form of reunion.
- Even death stands powerless against the hope of reuniting with family after a long separation.
- As the distance from family grows, the reunion becomes even more beautiful and precious.
- The reunion with family is a splendid chapter of life, comparable to the beauty and charm of spring, forever pulling at our hearts like butterflies drawn to flowers, while hope for reunion remains alive.
- How beautiful we look gathered around the table, sipping from the cups of joy that come from reuniting with family, selecting kind words, exchanging messages of love, laughter, and whispers.
Poetic Verses About Reunion
- The poet Ibn al-Rumi expresses in his poem “Oh, Manifesting Rufous at Our Reunion”:
Oh, manifesting rufous at our reunion,
And turning your gaze from without a flaw.
Do you not know that I am well off without you,
And rich in gifts from the One who is Eternal?
If you were given what no one has,
From gifts of honor, wealth, and children;
Are you not shedding the garments of nobles,
And clothed in the garments of misfortune and grief?
There is no grace in a blessing that isn’t followed by gratitude,
Nor a hand stripped of the act of giving.
If you have become envied for your stinginess,
Then the generous soul is worth envy.
He who is generous is exalted, whilst he who is not returns void,
And not having generosity earns him no respect.
- The poet Ibrahim Nagy writes in his poem “The Hour of Meeting”:
Oh soul of my spirit, oh essence of my wishes,
You know not the thirst of my soul for you.
Come, oh enchanting presence of peace,
After the cruel separation has plagued my heart.
You, oh miracle of beauty, own every word,
In each expression, lies poetry divine.
How can what we’ve penned fade in flames,
When it was crafted through sleepless nights and tears?
The oath strolls through the heart of fate,
And I find myself settling my debts with you.
How can what we’ve penned fade in flames,
When it was crafted through sleepless nights and tears?
His memory lingers within my mind—
How can the heart forget the dreams of youth?
Our souls reunited like strangers,
Resting from travel!
I ponder the past and whether my life has flourished,
In the absence of your shade, my beloved?
Where shall I wander, enveloped in blush,
And where shall my heart proceed, burdened with questions?
The oath strolls through the heart of fate,
And I find myself settling my debts with you.
The years go by, and I remember nothing beyond you,
Except for your days, oh twin of my soul!
Years pass, and I remember nothing beyond you,
Except for your days, oh twin of my soul!
And I am the bird! My heart desires not,
Except for your branches and the old nest.
We have not changed! Nor has the essence of youth,
And the pure love and kind affection remain intact.
We have not changed! Nor has the essence of youth,
And the pure love and kind affection remain intact.
His memory lingers within my mind—
How can the heart forget the dreams of youth?
My eyes opened to the dawn of your beauty—
How can dawn be forgotten, oh dawn of my life?
My eyes opened to the dawn of your beauty—
How can dawn be forgotten, oh dawn of my life?
We settled our burdens in a place of rest,
Where our sustenance becomes wishes and reminiscences.
I ponder the past and whether my life has flourished,
In the absence of your shade, my beloved?
Where shall I wander, enveloped in blush,
And where shall my heart proceed, burdened with questions?
Intimately pressing upon me is the pursuit,
Of youthful days lost or the light of your eyes.
The oath strolls through the heart of fate,
And I find myself settling my debts with you.
I am your bard, my melodies belong solely to you.
So fulfill what you desire in my today and my yesterday.
Years go by, and I remember nothing beyond you,
Except for your days, oh twin of my soul!
And I am the bird! My heart desires not,
Except for your branches and the old nest.
We have not changed! Nor has the essence of youth,
And the pure love and kind affection remain intact.
His memory lingers within my mind—
How can the heart forget the dreams of youth?
My eyes opened to the dawn of your beauty—
How can dawn be forgotten, oh dawn of my life?