My strange Arab friend described me a wonderful dream.
I was alone in the frontier with a shot gun and a Jewish girl came to me and said not to shoot her as she is an orphan.
Her dialect is Hebrew and I never learned in my life
But in the dream I understood.
I asked her name.
She said Etty. Hillstorm.
I said that I am a Muslim and my name is Yusuf.Ali.
Then she replied never mind all were dead in this world
Only you and I remained.
We made a tent at a river’s edge.
And luckily a camel has survived with us.
Suddenly I got up for my morning prayers.
To the young Lebanese poet Elie. Abou. Chaaya.