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Saturday, March 12, 2011

Flute ...

What are you ?

That was the simplest answer that floated from her heart right through reality … It’s not love, it’s being peaceful with this world … So much people with so much questions on the head … She was like a baby, fears nothing and everything … Like a little child, feels all the pain through one moment but it’s all hidden away with the first dawn kiss and first smile upon someone’s face … like a lost kid, feels homeless with any tough look but she’s home again with the first open arms …

Nothing is real to her, Nothing is "her" & Everything is the core … This world is “Faces” connected to Nothing … Nonetheless … “Confused” she feels while she is observing the black bird. "They ware unfair to you, they wrong you while you taught then how to hide their shame!" she said to the black bird.

Without any thing, with no flavors or even shining stones; there was something in the sky burning by itself ... what was it ? lost star captured lost soul ? or was it an red Apple has fallen into the sky ? "Gravity of the sky" ...

This flute isn't for you ... This Flute wont be broken; someday its rhythm will have no limit cause the sky has no roof.


Nour Badr .. 26/3/2011 Sat.