This and other things I write

This and other
things I write
By God
of Earth and Eden
In this life
I have a seat
Bitter and sweet
Heavy and light
I will sit for a while
but then I must buckle
for my boat to set sail
into the Island of Light.


I will wrestle and wrestle
despite those of them
who think they know it all.
And to them I must say
'I never forget a face
but in your case
I will be sad to make
an exception'.

Behold!
I have a feeling
Bitter and sweet
Heavy and light
that my life now
has a beautiful meaning
worthy of the struggle
that with my hands
I work and eat
not to steal and smuggle.

I have a feeling
that my heart keeps sight
Of what my mind conceals
my mind tells me I am a knight
so what? I reply. What of it?
My heart is fragile and bleeding
and keeps grist to the mill of it.


I need to read, pray and weep
and my tears are drifting
As the autumn’s leaves
Have fallen and keep falling.
My tears are trickling down
But one day
I will lie down
and be at rest.

After this coming cold winter
I will rise up in the splinter
With my steps up and up
till I find the garden of spring.

My life has a beautiful meaning
In it I have a feeling
Heavy and light
bitter and sweet
always worthy of the struggle.


For as the sun hides behind the clouds
and hides behind twilight
and people on earth wonder
Where has it gone?
What have we done?
The sun comes up with beautiful light
and when the stars sparkle at night
and people down ponder
how far in the sky are the stars?
Those giant eyes looking down on us
They still come up with heavenly light.


My life has a beautiful meaning
In it I have a feeling
Heavy and light
bitter and sweet
and always worthy of the struggle.


Thus, I will keep doing what is proper
I will keep doing what is right and sober
I will keep looking for the invisible fountain
Of love and life even in Parnassus Mountain.


Chokri Omri