Another similar poem in short sections called "Strings."
"One.
The player's fingers climb the musical scales
and carry me to the clouds.
Then descend followed by God who weeps and apologizes
for everything.
Two.
The strings of the lute pool my soul from the well of silence,
fill my heart with the sea's blueness, store my branches,
pluck me scattering me far away on an island outside time
inside my heart.
Three.
This umbilical cord extends from my heart
to the banks of the river far away.
I severed it every morning but at night nostalgia
mends it again.
Four.
A thread that rains from the needles eye in a night
whose blackness tires the candles as they
count its minutes.
A thread used by a mother to mend
a shirt that still remembers the scent of the prisoner she's
been waiting for 11 autumns.
A shirt no one will ever wear.
Five.
A shelf in the hearts archives were
postponed deaths are stacked next to rumors about happiness.
Six.
The borderline across the provinces
of nostalgia between a country that never was
and a country which will never be.
Whenever it is pulled away by imagination
their history brings it back here.
Seven.
The sobbing of a man as he clings
to the thread running from his fingers
towards a white kite still soaring
in the skies of his childhood outside the cell
on his execution night.
Eight.
A silk thread sighs and thinks of eloping from a black bra.
It is fatigued and does not want to stop the two
breasts from kissing.
Nine.
An invisible ray seizes my heart,
the scent of a woman who would be
passing by me 20 years from now had she
not died in this last war.
Ten.
The last line in a manuscript who's burning
has been delayed 8 centuries.
Eleven.
The migration route taken by a rare bird and its last season
before extinction.
Twelve.
The shadow of the last palm tree in a burning
Orchard as its fronds comb the wind's hair
and it is consoled by the sun.
Thirteen.
Perhaps the string is merely a string
consoling the trees crucified in the body of the lute
or is it just yearning for another string crucified
in a distant lead."