By Fadi Abu Deeb

This morning, I climb the ladder of the galaxy,
Travelling on the melody of a polar silence.
I bask in the stretching frosty lands
Staring at a cat who stares at me with wild amber eyes
And we talk with the tongue of the forest
Dead since the time of the lost Yggdrasil.

I climb the ladder of the galaxy
To grasp my position on Earth
To spy on the plans of the migrating birds
And know the tales of the kingdom of benign reason
Lost and forgotten in every single day.