I Am A Poet Who Composes What

These Things He Said In Words. But Much In His Heart Remained Unsaid. For He Himself Could Not Speak His Deeper Secret.

If I Accept The Sunshine And Warmth, Then I Must Also Accept The Thunder And Lightning.

My Lebanon Is A Flock Of Birds Fluttering In The Early Morning As Shepherds Lead Their Sheep Into The Meadow & Rising In The Evening As Farmers Return From Their Fields And Vineyards.you Have Your Lebanon And Its People. I Have My Lebanon And Its People.

For Thought Is A Bird Of Space, That In A Cage Of Words May Indeed Unfold Its Wings But Cannot Fly.

Remember That Divinity Is The True Self Of Man. It Cannot Be Sold For Gold; Neither Can It Be Heaped Up As Are The Riches Of The World Today. The Rich Man Has Cast Off His Divinity, And Has Clung To His Gold. And The Young Today Have Forsaken Their Divinity And Pursue Self-indulgence And Pleasure.