By Fadi Abu Deeb
The moon mounted the dome of the sky,
His twin emerged from the bottom of the horizon,
The curtains of night were inflamed with resplendence,
As a blue ember tainted with nocturnal ashes.
When the two cosmic siblings appeared,
The eon became frozen and the page of time turned.
And From behind the forest,
I saw a storming wave approaching
With a glowing ridge like a slippery dream.
Now, the droning of the atmosphere,
Paralyzed the clock of ordinariness,
The capital of Man had collapsed.
And the Age of Watching would finally begin.