Life There

Life There

Genesis
Shadows
Life There
Companions
Words
Life
A Country
Hunters
Absence
Drowning

They glided down towards the sea,
drifting from their mountains like soft shadows,
in case they woke the grass.
Passing over fields,
some shadows whispered farewell and slept;
others clung to rocks and stretched,
dragging the people back.
As they moved, exhausted,
towards the sea,
the sun above them was
searching for a needle
to stitch them once more, to their shadows.

AuthorWadih Sa'adeh
2018-08-21T17:23:39+00:00 May 1st, 2002|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 26|0 Comments