Lebanon Heritage

You are close as my shadow, so we cannot part;
And nothing is nearer than you to my heart,
Though I’m flesh and blood
And you made of wood.
You are light, you are life, you are colour;
From the depths of my soul you do mirror
The tales we told when still candid and young
And now full of yearning like bells that are rung.
Like the fires that in my veins race
The colours go swirling around you face.
You are my palette, the bosom of grace.

Edde 04/04/05