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)