Safar


Salman Masalha

Safar

I walk in the clouds.
My horizon tinted dew.
Mirages are the myths.
My life has passed in vain
Looking for the true.

If a friend would ask me back
To the land of the sane,
I'd never leave the sands,
I'd never leave the track.

Thoughts stretch taut at night.
Desire is a light
That sparkles in the eye.
I am a mad song.
Like an echo, I fly.



Translated by Vivian Eden

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For the Arabic text, press here.


To listen to the poem in Arabic, composed by Kamilya Jubran,
press here.
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