They say she took the shadows on her wall as friends.
They say she spends sleepless nights waiting for the pain to end.
She lies on a cloud and talks alone.
She hears angels singing and brings them home.
They say she dances on trees and lives upon rainbows.
Her tears often fall down her cheek to hide the storm.
She probably loves living alone, while wars are drawn on the walls.
They say she lives with love.
They say she has riddles to solve.
She lifts her hands to pray but often, has nothing to say.
She plays with the rain and hugs its thunder.
They say if you come for help she’d offer her heart on a golden tray.
Whenever she talks, people leave in wonder.
Though she says nothing at all but her silence is always heard.
They say, centuries ago she was just a caged bird.
She cries a lot when she’s asleep, she laughs to angels and saints.
Whenever sins visit her, the skies she paints.
No one understands what she means by flying at night,
They say she searches for death to fight;
They say her scream as she roars between trees is painful to hear
They say when she closes her eyes devils live in fear.
She has lived forever and died the second she was born,
They say God gave her special mourn
It’s the truth she’s always seeking
Her words hold more than a thousand meaning.
She lives in the castles built from the sands
They say she reads special books with empty pages
They say she has cried for ages
They say her tears are imperceptible but her eyes talk frequently
Her hair has no color, her clothes have no price
She wears the same prayer regularly
They say she gives a new meaning to the word “nice”.
They say she often turns off the lights of her castle to think
And, time and again, her castles often sink
Her soul is always awake and asleep
Her truth repeatedly weeps
They say the sun consoles her when she tries to yield
The stars offer her a flower to decorate her field.
They say she walks on the streets just to walk
They say she talks to herself just to talk
They say she smiles when she cries and says the truth when she lies.
They say she calls for death just to be in her mother’s arms
They say life has no meaning once she’ll see God.
They say her whole charade is a play
She’s the hero and she’s waiting for the heroes to fail
They say she eats hunger and drinks thirst
They say she never sleeps and she always expects the worse.
They say her best friend is an invisible priest
In church is where she celebrates her feasts.
She often looks at the pictures of her wall
They say shadows soothe her when her leaves fall.
They say a lot of things and she never cares
They say loads of words when she passes but she never hears
They say fire tried to kill her but she has nothing to fear
They say sins tried to control her with temptation
But she was stronger than any persuasion.
She was created by an angel that doesn’t exist
People often seek her to ignore her mist
She cries because she has no other way
She tries because time doesn’t tolerate delay
God gave her light to sway
And a lamb to hug, a reason to stay
She has no fee to pay because she overlooks what they say!
© Sandra Chami Kassis –, 2014 – 2015
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