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Dreams of The Forgotten Past
In the land of slumber
kissed by a dream
I find myself walking
aimlessly
snow falls
in the style of a ghost
wispy and real
cold and faded
snow flakes are tears
Al-‘Uzzá weeps,
her daughters have been
forgotten
I am remembering them
I am one of them
I see the black Abyssinian woman
she is my protector
she dies for me
over and over again
in every life
in every dream
Venus watches me
from high in the sky
more than a planet
more than a legend
Venus is my guide
three exalted cranes
and the sacred trees
have arrived
they offer me gold
gifts of appeasement
the snow falls away from us
and the garden beneath us grows
Al-‘Uzzá whispers my fate
the three exalted cranes shall carry it out
the sacred trees bow but do not weep
I am hugged by life,awakened from my sleep
kissed by a dream
I find myself walking
aimlessly
snow falls
in the style of a ghost
wispy and real
cold and faded
snow flakes are tears
Al-‘Uzzá weeps,
her daughters have been
forgotten
I am remembering them
I am one of them
I see the black Abyssinian woman
she is my protector
she dies for me
over and over again
in every life
in every dream
Venus watches me
from high in the sky
more than a planet
more than a legend
Venus is my guide
three exalted cranes
and the sacred trees
have arrived
they offer me gold
gifts of appeasement
the snow falls away from us
and the garden beneath us grows
Al-‘Uzzá whispers my fate
the three exalted cranes shall carry it out
the sacred trees bow but do not weep
I am hugged by life,awakened from my sleep
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