Sunday, December 03, 2006

The familiarity of silence while in this head plays a poem, and in the background, no not the background, in the foreground plays a song that tells it like it is, silence, a beautiful garden, do you still want to see it if it looks everyday the same, yes, silence, hands bathing in the morning, hands you see and can't let go of, a song, a voice, love, and nothing else.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is quite and peaceful at your blog compare to what is going on other pages.After checking a couple of them, I got scared even more,we are in bigger trouble than I ever thought.How we Lebanese managed to look so beautiful while we have all this ugliness hidden inside.
Anyways,hope u are well.


8:53 AM  

Post a Comment

<< Home