IN PRAISE OF ALI is one of Charbel Baini's books translated by from Arabic by Naji Mourad, Joseph G. Yamouni, Elias Shaanin
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Psalm 14

-1-

Numerous enquiries,

I made..

Oh Ali,

And I still ask;

From your well of cognizance

Tell me..

How waves transform into clouds,

And how do we collect their tears?

-2-

And how does the ocean

Deposit its ebb

Upon the shore,

As ironed sheets?

Its flow in turn,

Extends to its limits..

And stoops to retrieve them.

-3-

How does one day slaughter another

From whose wounds emerges dawn?

And how do the stars

Shield in the shadow

Of a giant tent,

Whose inhabitants have departed?

-4-

And the sun,

Which has never been extinguished!

Whence does it reap its source?

It appeared,

Blazed and shone,

Then set with an inaudible groan.

-5-

The hill with mouth so wide,

How does it exhale lava?

Heaving its fire upwards,

Then self quells the fire.

-6-

And how is it

When a bird flaps its wings

It ascends,

Its chants louder,

When nesting..

It remains aggressively defensive,

And impossible to remove

From its nest?

-7-

How does a whirlwind,

When braiding itself,

Entwine the waist of the globe,

Bringing serenity

With its gentle breeze,

And havoc with its anger?

-8-

No matter how much we progress,

We shall always remain your pupils,

How and why does God create “a paper”

Only to scribble on our world?

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