To enter my house
Means... to forget what's outside your heart
To forget all the streets of your sorrow
To enter the room of my soul
To walk until you reach the balcony
On the balcony...
A bird and a horse...
And affectionate suns
And fragrant air harmonizing with sweet basil
Fig trees...
Dreams of apricots or pomegranates
Palm trees of pure smiles
And a radiant light with sleeves
And clusters of grapes...
Dangling above the walls
Do not touch the entrance walls
For there are joys in the sills of the bays
Lights of honey and wheat
Bismillah...
Harvest...
The balcony is by the sea
Under the sky of the Throne
And between the hands of the Merciful
But it was never mentioned
In the Quran.
(2)
To enter your house
Means... to leave my soul outside
To come...
I find no joy waiting for my arrival
No... Welcome
No... Ease
No... Tea...
Nor... Coffee
No... Smiles
No... Embraces
I will not come...
As dreams have receded
And blood rises above the mountains of sorrows
And fire nests in the corners
The house was on the edge of the wave...
And it was...
Oh, what it was...
And now...
Your house has become a ghost jumping everywhere
So with which palms
Do the hands extend
To begin a covenant of safety?
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