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غريب أنا هنا، وما به غريب، أم به؟
غرابة - الغريبه .... وهي أكله محلية - أو هي أنثى الغريب، المؤنث: غير صلب و غير شديد ... إسهاب
غريب أنا هنا، أم انني غريب الأطوار ... ؟
لا ما لا ... سجال.
تغرب الشمس في الغرب .... هناك، حيث الأمور ليست على ما هي عليه
هنا - هناك
الغراب يطير (وإن كان عكسمها أصح) ... مسكين، له سمعة لا شأناً لنا بها ...
ما عمل هذا السواد ليستحق ذا
النور والظلام ... واحد إثنان،
والفجر يلقي بأول خيال
على حجر لونه الظلام
حجبه صوت يقص ذروة السكون ...
اه ... لو صوت أم كلثوم ...
يا حرام - سلبوا الشمس من سماع الرنين
عاشق يغني لها ...
هناك، حيث الغناء ....لا هنا .... غريب ...
غريب أنا هنا، وكيف لا أكون غريباً،
وأنا بعيد عنه - وإن كان معي، دائماً بنفسي، فإنني لست معه واحداً - إثنان،
جسدٌ والروح هنا زائرة، منبعها السماء
أمنا الأرض ... الرب والربة، معاً يرقصان
في لا مكان، و في كل بقعةٍ وكل سطر ...
الغربه ... أين هي .... وأين لا هي - حيث لا توجد، حيث لا يشعر بها الكيان- حيث الاثنان
واحداً .... في الجبال العالية
حيث الأشجار وتحت النجوم وفي وادي القمر، هلال
هنا، الآن، أينما كان من كان،
موجود، وإن انصت الفؤاد
في السكون ...
في السكون المتمرد على الضوضاء
في سكون صمت الأعماق
في السكينة التي تضيء السماء
وتحملها الريح حيث يكون الإثنان - واحداً
ها هنا.


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