A Wizard Is Never Late

Those wavering glimpses in my head—

The scene of a luminous curve in a valley road

The zest of a new morning in a sunny pavilion 

Whispers of promises telling of a coming bliss

When evry bud eventually blossoms,

And all the small paths trodden in darkness...

Open into the one great way under the great white sun.

I’ll be smiling and saying with the wise:

Now my apprenticeship is finished,

Indeed, a wizard is never late.

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

From: Syria

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