18. 02. 2012, Beirut , Lebanon
The rain in Beirut
Last night and today
Blessings of the Lord Bless-Ain (Rain)
To wash off the sin of the sinner; I
Walking on the shore; listen the palm leafs
And the waves that brings the chopped
Wings of the Algae
If I would have a silky voice of Fairuz
I would sing Beirut , Beirut
And if I would have the Soul of Gibran
I would write “your Lebanon and my Lebanon
While I reckon loneliness of the Lighthouse
Well; I’m just a mere traveler; the descry of
Miracle of the Orient
For so many times I observe
The demanding eyes of the Host; as he wants
To realize how Beirut
From the eyes of the Guest
He is unable to do this; just as I’m able
Even to describe it
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