Towards The Goal

Play a cheerful note
Chant a joyful thought
Be in love with butterflies
With silkworms
And the starry skies …..
With beetles
With a cockroach song
With rivers running all along….
With seas and oceans and the moon
With a hopeful wish coming so soon
With shooting stars in the orbit bloom
With the winged red mare
And with her groom ……
With any true friend
With the glorious band
With a humming bird
With a grazing herd ………..
With shadows as well as with trees
With footprints and with the breeze
With snow flakes and with rainbows
With donkeys and with every rose………
With a ladybird, with a grasshopper
With the beloved and with the lover…..
With a spider net
With a spotted hit
With the highest cliff
With an ancient stiff ………
With a drop of rain….
With a waterfall……
Pouring their selves
Towards the goal……….

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Nada Amine Awar

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I am a Lebanese female poet, researcher and writer in Arabic and English.Fourth of January, 1957 I was born in Quarnayel, Lebanon. Being an only daughter among three sons, gave my whole life an aromatic taste. I got a master degree in political science from the American University of Beirut. Mahatma Gandhi is the only politician I follow and respect. Gamal Abd Nasir is the only Arab leader I admire. Rabindranath Tagore is my spiritual master. His poetry, writings, music, and universal thought is a real fountain for my spiritual uplifting. Chief Seattle’s “Message To the Modern World” broadened my views and deepened my interrelationships with Mother Nature and the GREAT SPIRIT. John Lennon is my daily friend. I recognize his song “Imagine” as my national anthem. I am a fan of Yoko Ono; I appreciate what she gave to the “whole world” through her love to John. I believe that the cosmic law is the only law that any creature must follow in order to understand the simple truth of life and death: that is another form of existence.
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