I almost regret to write this poem

for fear it may vanish

flicker away like Evan's flame

scared of the voices

that murmurs that carry its name

across the wind

whispers of That

but it only lives for a little

hiding in plain sight

waiting to be noticed

so it may slip away

one more time

only to be invited back

by the warm, orange glow

of the everlas...

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THE JOURNEY, that is LIFE

Dusky Sunshine kissing mountain's meadow,

Like a Mother adoring her baby's enchanted glow...

Chirping birds flying as a tidal wave,

Pondering to whom shall we care...

Serene shadows of ever grateful trees,

Imposing us to find our Inner Peace

Being loved is a blessed boon,

A Hope of finding love is the race- half won...

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A sigh

a beautiful sunrise

the smell of lavender

the chill of winter

a sigh of love in my soul

in this moment

I live

I dream

I love

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ريشه ناقصة في جناح عصفوره
إيه يعنى .. ماهـو ريشها كتيــــر
مش حيبــــــــان أبدا في الصورة
ولا حيــــكـون له كمــــــان تأثير

العصفــورة الشــــاطرة تفكــــــر
ربنا عنـــــــده كنــــــوز الخيـــر
لو تدعــــى ربنــــــــا يرزقـــــها
بدل الريشـــــة .. عشـــر قناطير

لكن العــصفــــورة المســكــيـنــة
وقـفـت تبـكـى بدون تفـكـيــــــــر
حتى اصحابها .. زعلوا عشانــها
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Present — past

Past — gone

Looking back and remembering the yesterdays

Is wrong.

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Where is NOW?

Where is it?

Living in the THEN…

No, that’s not NOW, not it!

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The ghost of yesterday

Is in mind

But looking back

Is the NOW you’ll never find.

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