silence
flows differently
than quiet —

she trickles
like a spring creek;
he tumbles
like warm sand.

I. Fasl al fasl

The Carvan has halted.
The grunting of camels.
The sand shines of moonlight.
And I remember you.
The bonfire is lit.
My kinsman have all gathered.
And yet lonely, I remember you.

I was the lonely moon,
And you the mirthful rain.
Your voice to my heart was so soothing,
And my life full of despair and pain.

II. Àl fasl min dhikraa

When I see the dancing fire,
I remember your radiant eyes.
When I drink the wine,
I remember your intoxicating words.
When I visit the perfume chamber,
I sense your presence around.

When I pick up the pen,
I remember the letters you wrote to me.
When I gaze around at the eternal sand,
I feel the emptiness of my life.

III. Àl fasl min aldaewa

I searched for you,
Through every oasis I passed.
Through every city I went to.
Through the olive groves.

I called for you,
Like man so insane.
Like the miser losing a diamond.
Like the parrot calling its mate.
Like a thirsty man crying for water.

IV. Àl fasl min alsala

Where should I go,
Whom should I pray to.
The night seems worthless,
And worthless are the days.
Tell me where should I go,
Name an abode so worthy.
For me it shall be heaven,
A chance to see you; my true salvation.

Rampant, errant fog
Along a river’s shore,
Once caressing silt and log,
But it vanished just before

The stolen, wayward plumes
Along the glistening sand,
Kissed and missed the ground,
Then fled into a different land.

Mist surrendered fast,
Beneath spears of lowering light,
And silver swords that fight,
Shivering silver into glass.
And Dawn lay down at last.

‪you broke my heart‬
‪multiple times ‬
‪it turned to dust;‬
‪to ashes.‬

‪i scatter them‬
‪unto the sea‬
‪which i formed ‬
‪using my tears‬

‪slowly adding‬
‪more sand‬
‪to the shore.‬

a storm rode up slow on the sea's horizon
filling our senses with its wild winds
we spent that night passing a bottle of crisp wine
by candlelight while the sea rocked us
like children in the cradle
but our laughter and words were
so alive with long roads
so rich with our full years

morning found us taking on water
so we turned to make haste
for some near uncharted island haven
and we beached her on untainted sands
with its stretch of palms and gentle *****
while sailing master worked mend sail, patch hull
we walked far up the shore and found a secluded spot
and there i lay with you
drinking in your taste and body
feasting with you on the sweetbreads of our love
till we were full and were left with only soft smiles

we sailed once again as dawn overtook the sky
sound once more and making good time
with a beautiful salt breeze in our sail
beating to windward
with a loving song to our hearts
these the days that my heart will cherish
these are the living dreams that
my worlds foundations are built upon
i knew i would marry you
you knew i would always be yours
from this day till time cease

During youth I was quite the collector
of ocean ******'s annealed sandcastles
Though the hosts inside could not be cheaper,
their fleshy coats were worth all the hassles

Content I was amassing worn seashells;
monthly did this fine collection accrue
Though furnished, barren felt those wooden shelves,
as even pearls are lesser than a jewel

Still, the sand was warm; the waves were soothful
and regardless of what hollowness struck,
the beach granted a chance to feel fruitful
so long as one had either skill or luck

Alone was I, but daresay not lonely,
but I was not merry until married.

he tells her not to worry
he'll only leave at her command

she loves him in a hurry
afraid he'll leave again

a love that burned with a fury
and just as easily slipped through their hands