Not for a soul,
A body or breath...
I ever asked?
We never met!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
But still with hope. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Two elements that may never meet, yet depend on one another. This is brilliant, Ali. This could suggest the playwright and the actor who forever identifies with author's main creation. There's a quality to your words that takes me back to Blake's Tyger Tyger.
Quite intriguing.A strange play, thanks for sharing.
Sun and Air never be one, yet windy summer have us warm feeling...sometimes its not direct tangible, it is indirect connection that we sense not physically, spiritually...To sun who said i never meet air or i never met water, the sunlight (prescence of sun but not sun and liquidity of water/flowy air...all exist as one in growing plant) it exist somewhere if not here...i really love this poem, its provoking, it sensitive and its beautiful..loved it Muhammad!
Quite philosophical. Life is indeed a strange play.
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