we were in israel, then we crossed the border moving towards egypt,
we passed by Lot, and then arrived in cairo. Had a cruise in the nile, watched the belly dancer.
we moved back to jordan. heard a lot of views. bathed in the dead sea.
roamed Petra.
no, it is not the travel, no longer excited actually but the realization that religion is not that important. Or not the issue.
it should have been love of humanity.
love of self.
or just love.
love could have been
just love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love of humanity, love of self