Yes, like a glancing star above me <br />I see and watch the glory of heavens <br />when they meet the earth with a smile <br />Indeed, it never had come to me <br />that I will ever see the beautiful sky <br />or would ever run again for a free mile <br /> <br />how breathless, how hopeless <br />surely I'm here tonight <br />to celebrate the green cedar <br />and the red ribbons <br />from below, from above <br />in such a stormy weather <br /> <br />Baalbek with its highest glory <br />shall hover over and shall see <br />the living Libanus with its fury <br />quake the quake and knock down <br />stand up Libanus here life will come <br />in the midst of all the false jury <br /> <br />how breathless, how hopeless <br />surely I'm here tonight <br />to celebrate the green cedar <br />and the red ribbons <br />from below, from above <br />in such a stormy weather <br /> <br />keep silent <br />I can hear you <br />your music is full of melodies <br />yes, and yes, mock and mock <br />at the toys that try hard to knock <br />Oh Libanus, land of the sweet memories<br /><br />Taher Shemaly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lebanon-iv/
