Why Did You Leave the Horse Alone?

Convinced, Father Your evening at the song was once lengthy, And the guts flowed in the world of your evening. – you're still as mild as a cat, Climb on my shoulder, we are going to quickly be crossing The final wooden of terebinth and holm oak. this can be Northern Galilee Lebanon is at the back of us, the total sky is ours from Damascus To the stunning partitions of Acre. – Then what? – we will move domestic have you learnt the way in which my baby? – definite, Father: East of the carob tree at the major road Is a small course, hemmed in with prickly pear at the start, then, ever wider and wider, it ends up in the good, Then it appears to be like out over the winery That belongs to Uncle Jamil, who sells tobacco and goodies, Then it loses itself in a threshing ground earlier than Straightening out and settling on the residence, within the kind of a parrot. – are you aware the home, my baby? – i do know it as i do know the trail: Jasmine round a gate of iron, And bars of sun at the stone steps Sunflowers observing into the past Tame bees getting ready breakfast for grandfather sixteen On the rattan tray, And within the courtyard of the home, a good and a willow tree and a horse And at the back of the hedge, a the next day, leafing via our pages… – Father, are you drained? I see sweat on your eyes. – My son, i'm drained… Will you hold me? – simply as you carried me, Father, So shall I hold this eager for My beginnings and its beginnings, and that i shall stroll this highway to My finish… and its finish! 17 II. Abel’s area The Oud of Isma’il A horse dancing on strings – hence Do his palms hearken to his blood, and the villages are unfolded Like pink windflowers within the rhythm. No evening there, no day. we're touched by way of a heavenly pleasure, and instructions rush into topic Hallelujah Hallelujah All issues will start anew * he's the landlord of the previous oud, and our neighbour within the oak wooden. He bears his time disguised within the clothing of a madman who sings. The battle had ended, And the ashes of our village, hidden through a black cloud, had no longer Witnessed the start of the Phoenix but, as We had anticipated. The night’s blood used to be no longer dry at the shirts of our lifeless. vegetation had no longer sprouted, as Forgetfulness expects, within the helmets of the warriors Hallelujah Hallelujah All issues will start anew * just like the remainder of the wilderness, house is rolled again from time A distance adequate for the poem to blow up. Isma’il could Descend between us by means of evening, and sing: ‘O stranger, i'm the stranger and also you from me, O stranger! ’ The barren region roams within the phrases and the phrases forget about the ability 19 Of issues. go back, O Oud… with what's misplaced and sacrifice me On it, from remote to faraway Hallelujah Hallelujah All issues will commence anew * which means travels with us… we fly from ledge to Marble ledge. And race among blue chasms. it's not our goals which are conscious, nor the guards of this position go away Isma’il’s area. there is not any earth there And no sky. a standard pleasure touched us earlier than The Limbo of 2 strings. Isma’il… sing For us in order that every thing turns into attainable, with regards to lifestyles Hallelujah Hallelujah All issues will start anew * In Isma’il’s Oud the Sumerian marriage ceremony is raised To the extremities of the sword.