The Swing Shirts "Poetry Collection"

Soaring like God's birds in the horizon I whisper to visions in the temple of dawn The echo and neigh of poetry in my mind The mirror's hall, and the breeze of light in the streets Messages of longing have not left the shelves Of concrete I buried them in the sands of poetry and paper I was singing hymns of existence With the cane of childhood, the flute of love at dusk Author: Karim Bilal Pages: 72 Daffa Publications