A shame walking on the flaming beach
Extended over my morning's dreams
I still look back to check the traces of my feet

In my silent heart Gods discussing the structure of
Heaven : beauty and peace
Hell : lonely and deep

Who lights my fire except the scent of your memories
The depth of the colors of the sea
The light of the dawn and the illusion of my will to be

Words Of Harfouchism

Tulips catch sky water for the fairies today
Late blooming March Bells,
the only sun
Dandelions dance, taking even the breath of The Almighty
In their glistening glory
Weeping Cherry tree sways, as though she's a ballerina,
Covered in perfectly cut crystals
Oil on the street,
becomes a rainbow with fragments of light,
stolen from heaven
As I watch,
Heaven falls
Making love with every earthen thing
giving shine
Love
Nourishing
Spring Rains