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رجعت في المساء: الرجوع إلى الذات في ليلة الروح المظلمة
“وتحت سقف الليل والمطروبحضور الخوف والأسماء والعناصروكلّ ما لا اسْمَ له في الكونأعلن حبي لكواتحادي بحزن عينيكوأرض الزهر في بلادي وينزل المساء…” ينهي الأخوان الرحباني واحدة من أندر و أجمل أغاني فيروز التصوفية…واللي بتقابل فيها النفس الذات الإلهية في ظل حالة الخوف والتشتت من كل ما هو غير مفهوم حولها في الحياة:“وبحضور الخوف والأسماء والعناصر”حالة…
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Amidst My Passions;
Now I, amidst my Passions; Stand,Each day,…. Each day,Each night,The Gates of Hell upon my sight:Roaring in all ungodly might.To leave this Godless lonely land,Each day,…. Each day…The dust of time runs through my hand,As grey,…. As grey…I find,My heart searing as an Aged—unkind,Haunting the shadows in my mind,That no sainthood can alone command,They grey,….…
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The Stoic
All of this… All of this; is in my mind,All the searing, all the scaring,All the trucing all the waring;& in breaking, I am taking,All the joy, that’s left behind,All of this, is in my mind… Mindless chatters, heals yet shatters,Worrying over endless matters,Now it batters each bone, it shudderspillars, Never knew I confined,Yet all…
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Letter 13: I’ve had you lost…
I’ve had you lost, and then I waste away:Unending spry & rosy days unmet;Praying for a second, I’d have you stay… If I would have you near, I’d kiss your fears away,But as I long & in my song I deeply forget;that I’ve had you lost, & now I waste away… I led my Life…
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Letter 2
Dear Friend, Today is always a time for being thankful, to you… and to everybody whom I meet, I am learning to become someone other than who I am, I am learning that people are inherently good, I am being reassured of that; so good in fact that sometimes I get lost into that goodness…
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Letter 1
Dear Friend, I write this so as not to live my life knowing that I have only done what I do not love; not writing to you… So as not to spend my days being other than what I ought to be… I have always wandered? what do people like you do in their spare…
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