Thrive
wish none of it is real
not the separation
nor the sickness
wish it is all a mistake
an error of timing
a lapse of mind
wish none of it is real
not the separation
nor the sickness
wish it is all a mistake
an error of timing
a lapse of mind
Well,
A herd of goats
Guarded
Guided
Taken care of
They jumped at the chance
Of rushing
To the road
Through an opening
As I waited patiently her arrival
Time seemed long and heavy
It felt like an unjust trial
To not know how to sit or be
The curtains shaded part of the room
The sun’s rays caressing softly
I could still smell her lingering perfume
Swirling around playfully
It felt alive
The grounds that touched me
Sliding under my feet
Lifting every step
Its lines
Circled my body
Found the knots
The cracks
The sinews
I used to lay down
In the tall grass
Face turned to the sky
Arms open wide
Welcoming
Breeze
Sun rays
Laughter of the woods.
The words floated
On a bed left undone
With sheets ruffled
Long ago
In a time
When our love
Was our manna.
She looked up to the mountains
To where her savior might come
One riding upon the mist of eve
Gliding over a mantle of green
She never saw the figure longed for
Nor did her dreams come true
So she turned her gaze upon
The mystery hidden in her bosom
If
I can view
the world
through the eyes
of
love
It would be
colored
with
rainbows
Slowly our bodies move away
The touch, the smell, the lingering gaze
Home is when we are altogether
Sisters under one roof
Heart brought out of division
يا ريت بقول لحالي شي يوم
الحياة ماشية ما بتوقف ولا بتنطر
ليش قاعدي بعدك بالهم واللوم
زتي عن كتافاتك هالحمل لي بضر