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have you seen the hawk
sitting by the door
the eagly flying
all across the world
to encounter the desert sand

nomads we are
though the times

I want to listen to the footsteps
of the elderly
the cries of birds
across the nile

feel the heat
of the sun
still asking myself why

I have the utilities
of a western house
a daily income
a hospital nearby
my feet wear shoes
and I heat the room
when winterdays pass by

Give me a stone to play
the sand to wash my hands
give me the world to be with
under the red evening sky
just a rock
to lay my head at rest
just give me a world stripped of wealth
whene I can encounter just the best
of what lies in the hearts and souls
of those who sing
the ancient words

Give me a life
where a smile is joy
and babies tie future and past
to a knot

From far away
I hear the animals
greet their friends
The broadened world
of inner knowledge
Seeing the unseen



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