FARAYA

A stream flowing softly

among naked trees of winter.

Snow falls tenderly over our feelings

and wine rises our emotions.

We are together and yet, alone,

we share the happiness that flows softly

from our hearts.

Just like a stream flowing slowly

through our naked lives...

 

(Faraya, Lebanon, 28.2.1981)

 

POETICAL REASONS

People ask me, you ask me

and I ask myself why do I love you.

I answer myself, you and people

that when Love came

it did not say why it was coming, it just arrived.

Maybe someday it will leave

saying, then, why it came.

Meanwhile, I shall love you.

After all, I am your poet and you, my poetry.

 

(Amman, Jordan, 3.11.1980)

 
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