A Cedar Seed Poem by Wael Karameh

Love is a seed
But like that of a cedar…
It may live for a thousand year
It may resist the bad atmosphere
If it grows in the soil of purity
Away from the wind of fear…

It is a feeling you cannot lead
And you cannot hide either…
It is a letter hard to read
while it is inside you deepening further…
It is something driven to you by God as such
And the wisdom not to question about it much! ! !
Love simply is our life's fever, , , , , , , , , ,

Wael Karameh
Jan 23,2009.