Amour Triomphant Sur La Mort
The Triumph of Love over Death
My heart,
my mind,
the two have worked together,
Each of them elemented
and fostered my spirit.
Some day,
a stranger stepped in
seeking decent weather;
The guest waited for
the host to meet
and gain the merit.
Whose turn is this?
Whose undertaking?
Such was the blather;
My heart greeting,
my mind retreating,
such was my spirit.
But then, see
My spirit is elemented
by both and favours
no one to the other;
With brimming eyes,
tempestuous sighs,
the guest was asked out.
'Keep out',
the mind asserted,
'keep always the doors clean'
Next to breaking,
my heart to the balm has waved out;
'Be around, Love, be sound.
Seek neither weather nor wind'
'Come again, Love, come
and feel for them all the blind'
'Wipe out your tears,
shed only more of them, Love, in not out'
'For nothing great,
nothing radiant
without you
will come about'
My spirit,
O spirit,
without this guest
you are then dead.
Reason,
what reason?
Mind,
O mind
till when this nonsense?
"Life will prevail until death prevails"
thus was said;
But Love shall triumph,
crown the beauty of life
and hence
Love shall prevail,
read life again,
over the mind and its death.
Chokri Omri
Tunis, 2009
Copyright © Chokri Omri | Year Posted 2012
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