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,

Look!

The capital of Man had collapsed.

And the Age of Watching would finally begin.