Comments about Al-Saddiq Al-Raddi
Awoken by light, I scratch the glass
of dreams, and find myself
stepping free of shadows and silence.
In the distance a star was absorbing
my tiredness, and itself heading like a pilgrim
towards you, leaving blank its place in the heavens.
In the green pits of our being our inner
threads yearn; this radiance, that makes me feel I own
herds of horses, am as inspired as any knight -