Beyond The Distant Autumn

Acrylic On Canvas Painting By : 

Yasmeen Abdullah -

She said: My long hair has grown accustomed to you I've grown accustomed to letting it down every evening Wheat stalks on your palms I've grown accustomed to leaving it loose.. A summer star on your shoulders.. But how can you tire of my hair's companionship? And leave it to autumn and depart When you used to rest your forehead upon it And weave it with your hands, and it would be woven.. And how shall I tell my sad comb? When it comes to me asking about your tenderness.. Answer me, just once, my dear If you leave.. What shall I do with my hair?

He said: Beyond the distant autumn I'll comb your hair. I'll draw your waist. In the wind, a star.. and a celebration I love you for a day I love you near the distant autumn The birds pass by my name freely And by my name—the day passes a garden, And by your name I live I love you for a day And I live.. Beyond the distant autumn

Mahmoud Darwish