Labyrinth

When I wrote in verse The prelude of my poem I handed you my mind map I left my head at your hand Tilting back like a line in the sand Your heart came over my mind Just like the whispering wind Opening my writings To wet mornings So when the birds started tweeting to pray I started moving away But amoured with miracles Appealing to the poets As the distance stretches afar With the clues to the story The code of the words The pulse in the veins The blood that riots When I decided to write On your heart landscape The letters scattered Where the sky and the earth are entwined These were not my hymns But yours Dancing on the grassy page Where the words are embroidered Breaking the dead of the night While you are wandering in my pain Hiding beneath my cloak Here I decided To dedicate you my conquests tale Yet I wrote on the door of the palace "I'm bewildered Not because of magic But because of women' s endeavours" Poem by/ Hassan Mohammad Alemrany Egypt, Minia, Bani Omran