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The guard dangles from the lantern

The knight from the neck of his horse

I was called (given the name of) a Mother from the cave of old pedigrees

By the vocalisation of caravans or by its forebodings

By the silent shimmering of golden scarab

The clan is nourishment, and a necklace 

The journey is a tattoo

And the persistence of escape balanced (depends) on the tip of a spearhead!

Every millennium, a female trekked through (Darb Al Arbaien) {1}

Well groomed, roaming the road back and forth

She may not return

Every millennium annuls the previous one

 

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All that remained is: a ladle that decline to divulge its secrets yet

An earthen pot – with a hole caused by the passing of millennia or more –

A necklace of seashells from the River or far- away seas – pottery stained with Copper oxide – ostrich egg shells …etc. 

What remained reveals and discloses! 

 

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The head of wisdom {2}

 

Tattered by the head of the dagger

 

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In that epoch, many things happened, things witnessed by grave diggers. Temples were destroyed. Told the men, from whose fingers flies burnet tries. Also, secrets of women were disclosed, lest they were underprivileged. Here came the discourse of elements, came the sinners with their books mounted (straddled) on camels of corruption, breed-strains examined by the naked eye - its nose rubbed in dirt. Innumerable tongues were trampled on under the hooves of horses. 

 

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