Hear
The cradle
Weeping estrangement
Hear
The tale of reeds
Lamenting men
Far from their source.
Hear
The moan of women
Blowing in the wind,
Wishing back
The time they loved
The time they were united
The time they praised benevolence
The time they lived in humility.
Samson and Delilah
Marc Eliany (c)
I have seen a woman in Timna'
A beauty amongst Philistines,
Delilah is her name.
She is my destiny,
My wife to be!
The wedding lasted seven days.
Ornaments.
Adorned garments.
Torches lit and procession.
Samson and Delilah
Were king and queen.
Riddles and wine,
On the seventh day,
Before the sun sank down,
Samson’s pride was cut.
Ever since,
Life in Israel
Has never been the same.
And till this day
Israel and Philistines
Remain astray.
Love is faith.
Love is my fate
Equally in
Synagogues,
Churches,
Temples or
Mosques.
I
shunned no reason
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I
Shunned no reason
Scorned no learning
Clang not to one single creed.
I
Saw
No beginning,
No end.
I
Saw
Existence in itself
Truth in all.
You are
The light I love,
The source of all
Illumination,
The experience of all
Imaginations,
The inspiration of what
Exists not.
You are
The Light of Lights,
My quest so pure,
How could there be any Hope
But You!
My dreams
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My dreams were blood stained,
Orphans bathed in them
And my prayers,
Too powerless
To sooth my aching soul,
Until I brought an end to evil
And I learnt to do good.
Late
Marc Eliany ©
Late
You came to me,
Emerging from within,
Not from lovely things
Sought out there.
I loved you
Shamelessly,
As if existence-
Was only in you.
As if all else
Existed not.
Make
peace your path
Marc Eliany (c)
Make peace your path,
Justice - your walk.
Drink from the fountain of life.
Let others drink in turn.
Life is your spring.
That is all there is!"
Justice seduced me
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Justice seduced me
And I was overcome.
I tried to say:
It’s not my business
But like fire
It burnt in my heart
And I could not bear
My efforts to contain it.
Unmoved Mover
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Unmoved Mover!
Uncaused Being!
I searched
Till the darkest of darkness
Came upon me
Till every abyss
Filled with delusion.
But You eluded me.
Unmoved Mover!
Uncaused Being!
Could You ever exist?
If You do,
Shine upon me
Make me sing
Your praise.
Living on borrowed time
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I am
neither
a man nor a woman,
neither
a Jew nor a Muslim
neither
from earth nor heaven
neither
from the North nor the South
I am
what
I am
a living on borrowed time.
every thing else
matter not.