Poem 037, Sonnet 14: All That I Require Poem by Samer Madbak

Here is my life and all that I require
The village, vale, this gorgeous greenery
Are sustenance, my heart’s machinery
Th’ingredients of delight, my sole desire
What else could I pursue, what more acquire
Sublimer than my Mother’s scenery?
My coffer’s full, my treasure plenary,
Care I for aught than this, my vast empire?
Oh loveliness occult, my heart’s release,
Conceal me here, away from urban broil,
Replace, with restful grace, this tedious toil,
And let me from your fairness gain increase,
Transplant my kernel in this sacred soil
Swamp me with silence, with Arcadian peace.


Blaouza
August 1st 1988