Similarities

 

 

          Things around me appear scattered

          the way in daily prayers

          words and delusions disperse

          the way one sips hot tea

          in the morning

          the way the moon appears on the water

          the way the sun lies on its red circular bed

          and shuts the door

          the way the sea sneaks out

         and asks the sand the time

          the way we come and go

          one, two, three...

 

                    Translated from the Arabic by Khaled Mattawa