One day, I will be what I want to be.
One day, I will be a bird, and will snatch my being out of my nothingness.
The more my wings burn, the more I near the truth and arise from the ashes.
I am the dreamer's speech, having forsaken body and soul
to continue my first journey to what set me on fire and vanished:
The Meaning. I am absence. The pursuit of heaven.
One day, I will be what I want to be.
One day, I will be a poet. Water will depend on my vision.
My language will be a metaphor for metaphor.
- Mahmoud Darwish
from "Mural"
I really liked that. Thank you for sharing. :)
ReplyDeleteIf this were a Facebook post, I would like it.
ReplyDeleteIf this were written by you I would not be surprised.
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these words ring. almost thought they were yours though, for a second.
ReplyDeleteBeth and Julia - oh my goodness, if I ever write something as wonderful as this, I could be struck by lightning upon setting down my pencil and I would die happy.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this... "My language will be a metaphor for metaphor." The whole thing is brilliance.
ReplyDeleteJenica - I found the whole thing in a note on Facebook. It's a long poem--was published alone in a book.
ReplyDeleteSigh. Beautiful.
ReplyDelete"the more my wings burn".... ahh.
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