Lights,
fast fading away
Green leaves,
gladly waving away
Fierce winds,
harshly blowing away
One minute,
I'm face in rays
Next,
I was turning away
"Why the haste, when I'll be returning again?"
A voice called,
but I can't see its face
"Is it East where you set your pace?"
As it echoed from a distance away
"Well then, I shall see you tomorrow, for there's where I stay"
And far and far and fast as I sway
My gaze was stocked in my rearview,
as my day looms away
For I heard, for the first time,
the Sun's lullaby,
that which was sang to lay the rays
.
Ibn Adam...
