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 Re: نـفّـاج (Re: Hassan)
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A poem by Osama Salih
From Naffaj
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The Best Things
I saw a black bird as it built its nest
It worked so hard at this physical test
Not once did it waver or doubt the parental sense
Of toiling so hard, not for dollars or cents
I tasted an apple right off the tree
And knew that the tree had meant it for me
I was doing it a favour by spreading its seed
Or else the tree would have charged a fee
I heard a bee as it buzzed around a flower
It came in to land and conserve its power
It hopped to the next, and let the pollen shower
Would knowing it was being used, make it charge by the hour?
I smelled the honeysuckle at the fading of the bee’s voice
And the Majesty of Creation made me openly rejoice
That this joint effort was done through free choice
Would I have felt the same if the bee sent an invoice?
I felt the heat of the Sun warm the day
And let it glow on my face as on my back I lay
I wonder how many could feel at peace in this way
If to enjoy the Suns rays they had to pay?
I guess what my five senses were trying to tell me
Was something my sixth sense could clearly see
That the Heavens themselves did decree
The best things in life are truly free
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Osama Salih
Naffaj
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