Africa Night …

When night comes, everything turn to black even my thoughts … I look to the stars, small bright points in the sky and great gates to other worlds … every time I stand on my window and look at it, my eyes travel into it and my mind go through it trying to know the far secrets and find other world, my real world … I woke every morning feeling there's a huge gab in my soul, something is bushing my heart and put it in a small box … the sun rises, the clouds are moving, people are talking and the birds are singing while flying over the roads … they all have their own lives in a normal way except me , because my real life begins at the night …

How beautiful this golden sand, pure air, free running animals and over this hill, I can see wild green land with a brown horses eats the grass … under this old big tree there's someone I know lying under its shadow with a book on his chest … just as he used to do … and right beside him, my beloved home stands … I can hear the sound of the small bells on the door … so I laugh and run to my place, get close to my only man and move a white rose on his face to open his eyes … I smiled at him as he did and gave me a hello hug …

We were talking of many things till the night comes … and around the fire out of the house, we were setting with our friends, laughing and eating … my body was with them but my spirit was roaming in this wild land thinking how beautiful Africa night is ! ... There's a sound of the far music flying in this air, the smell of the wet grass and calm lakes … so I looked at my love gratefully and give him a sweet kiss …

Again, I woke up in my room in the city, and the darkness is still covering everything … I stand on the window to watch the stars as usual remembering my dream … During this, I saw two lovers, standing under the only lamb in the street holding hands, kissing each other and saying promises, even their shadows were so in love … I left my crying eyes to the sky "God" …

Nour Badr
Wednesday 21/1/2009
10:00 pm