1.
ROZAFAT
Rozafat,
oh luck of rose!
To grasp you in the hand
Your fingers will be filled by blood
And become feathers of love
For your blood holds the foundation steady
When still today
Hyenas dig with their bloody snouts.
And you die there everyday
And every single day
They change their looks
At times jackals and sometimes hounds
For you are love
In self-perfection.
2.
LADIES WITH GIRLISH HEARTS
These ladies with their smooth walk
Over my feather they rush
Like seagulls in the blueish umbrella
By the endless sea and they know not
How the horizon light brightens them
When the sky and the earth become one with the walk
And from them comes out that girl
In the protecting hand of the childhood
And greets the world from far with their eyes wide open
With a white handkerchief of clouds.
2.
From these ladies with childs by their hands
Who walk everyday beside the horizon
Often times comes that lovely girl
Who jumps over the shoulders of the childhood sea,
3.
These ladies with their smooth walk
Who never became women with grown children
But remained the long-standing girls
That the chilhood stil holds their hands.
Saint Mary with a boy in her arms
On a long road to Egypt
Eyes full of hope that one day she will come back
In the house of the childhood’s angel:
These ladies with the girlish soft heart,
climb uphill on the narrow path of life
and stop only so to pray with their watery heart…
3.
LOVE STORY
Often times waiting is more than a challenge
For our heart’s unpatience to become human
Who know how to love the human in the others
More than a boundary to cross beyond the bridge
Where the road and the purpose have become one
And dance hand by hand.
Just like the short road that becomes the long one
Often times the long waiting shortens the coming
So love is the only bench of marble
Where the history sits and writes those little rows of time
To remaind forever stable in us.
You and me beautiful soul have sat there many time and
Waited for the love that was always present
In the invisible lines that hold ur hearts
and those of the soft marble
alive and attached.
