If you are chasing the wind <br />away from bearing life and its load <br />shall I tell you where to wind <br />away from this heavy world <br />by the cedar tree have a bend <br />and take a look at what would <br /> <br />it is a tiny place setting proud <br />by its mountains and its seas <br />higher than the highest cloud <br />something your eyes never sees <br />it is a big place cannot hide <br />they call it Lebanon as it seems <br /> <br />beside the white mountains <br />beside the raging calm rivers <br />dropp down your worries <br />dropp down your sorries <br />calm down and enjoy <br />fill your heart with joy <br /> <br />even though it stands at barbarians feet <br />the calm beauty will always at the end beat <br />and if you are looking around for a feat <br />or once where goodness the evil did defeat <br />you can find a place in this land of heat <br />Lebanon, the land of peace, the land so neat<br /><br />Taher Shemaly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lebanon-2/
