Souls without a country
swim between seven skies,
between nightmare and reverie,
time negates chronology,
all narratives die.
Neither here nor there, outside everywhere,
presences lighter than light
while their executioners languish
in the abyss of an endless night.
from (Exiles without Narratives, 2008)
01.06. 2009 Eman
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Beautiful, thank you Eman :)
ReplyDeleteUr photo reminds me of a similar one i have for a group of women in syria, I have to share it with you!
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