I dumped all the history books <br />The ones I own <br />The ones I do not <br />The ones I have read <br />The ones I have not <br />Because your arrival <br />Marks <br />The starting point <br />Of human history <br />As well as the universe. <br />And, with your hands <br />You redrew new maps <br />To give birth to <br />A new kind of geography <br />Less flat <br />Less salty <br />That joins <br />Tigris River <br />And the Mississippi. <br /> <br />Your smile <br />Is this big bang <br />Of alphabets <br />That redraws a fair <br />Language <br />Where geometric <br />And organic <br />Poems are equal. <br /> <br />Your lips give order <br />To build this town <br />And enough streets <br />And temples <br />And to raise a wall <br />Around this town <br />As high <br />As the Chinese wall <br />To slave all the lovers <br />Around your temples. <br /> <br />Everything in this <br />Town <br />Is buried in your eyes <br />And there <br />The bubbles of civilization <br />Are waiting passionately <br />To get the torch <br />And run, and <br />Run with all the feet <br />And wings <br />They have <br />For this perfect moment <br />To start a new <br />Beginning.<br /><br />Atef Ayadi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/woman-of-thousand-myths/
