look to the moon and you will see me waiting for you as the moon waits for the sun in his lonely nights to shine on him and to print on his face a smile. A smile full of joy and happiness...
| All good things come to those that wait.
Zero is sometimes better than nothing. Time is a cure. Give space to time, and time will fill space. One day I will wake up, and it will all fit together. Time will tell . This is a process of eliminating options . The waiting is the hardest part. Waiting always lasts long . Some day my ship will come in . No news is good news (FULL STOP). |
posted by Sawsan @ Wednesday, January 26, 2005
When u hear the angles whispering God’s praise, & when the river spills tenderly and proudly, & the sea embraces the mountain in harmony, & when the moon talks to u in clear July nights, & the sun plays around with you on the warm April snow, Just then, you surely are in Lebanon. I was enjoying my last teens when we were forced to leave the land where the ringing of the church bells competes with the shouts of God from the minarets of the mosques. I was forced to leave because I believed in the goal which Lebanon personified, the goal of living in the middle of the death that existed in the Middle East region. I was forced to leave because the crows lead & rule this nation of peace. I left…… leaving there my life, my smiles, my cries, my squalls of love, in which flowers were the scene of this love’s birth, & my heart beatings garnished the roads upon that meeting, which represents love, pledge & aspiration. Do not ask me who am I …. I'm like the October bloom; I'm a Lebanese girl, high fronted like Sannin, the lily whose fragrance is among all basils.
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