
ستظل ابتسامتك فرحة العيد
ستظل همساتك تهــو يدة الليل الدافئ
ستظل رقصتك لعب الفتاة البريئ
سيظل سكونك وسكوتك فَلاةَ البدر المكتمل
وسيظل بُـعْــدُكِ يُــتْـمَ الطفل في أمه
ولكن، ستظل أشعاري ترنيمة الكتاب المقدس
Heaps of ideas do suggest themselves for a while and never show up again. Such uncalled-and-uncared-for ideas are my undivided concern. I impatiently await them-- to capture them. Most of the time, they take you aback-- in lavatories!!! They are oracular, so to speak. Many forms they might take: questions, images, or even smells! They need be cogitated over and developed. Thus, I resolved to play the captor of those ideas. So, let us all play the CAPTOR.
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