Gibran Khalil Gibran

"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”

I hallucinate therefore I AM

A mug of coffee.
My brother's face.
Thunder.
The tree under the balcony.
Car headlights on wet Hamra street.
A phone call from an old friend.
A child and a fox.
My green fleece.
Having kids after twenty years of marriage.
A lover's sms.
Hot tea.
My mother's hands.
Grey skies.
A serious news presenter.
A text written only in my head.
Cozy theaters.
Hot soup.
Silent prayers.
Pain.
Broken hearts.
Broken hands.
The snow in Ghazzeh.
Bullets.
A dead bird.
An angry woman.
A stone prince.
A childhood story.
Books.
A long distance phone call.
Undeclared love.
Rumi.
Shams.
Istanbul.
Homes non-existant.
Souls astray.
Emptiness.
Ilahi Ishk.
Love.
Love.
More love.
My love.
Lost love.
Never lost love.
Eternal love.
All along love.
Placeless.
Traceless.
Me.
You.
Nothing.