I have the wisdom of one condemned
I have the wisdom of one condemned to die,
I possess nothing so nothing can possess me
and have written my will in my own blood:
"Oh inhabitants of my song: trust in water"
and I sleep pierced and crowned by my tomorrow...
I dreamed the earth´s heart is greater
than its map,
more clear than its mirrors
and my gallows.
I was lost in the white cloud that carried me up high
as if I were a hoopoe
and the wind it self my winngs.
At dawn, the call of the night guard
woke me from my dream, from my language:
You will live another death,
so revise your last will.
the hour of execution is postponed again:
I asked: until when?
He said: Wait till you have died some more.
I said: I possess nothing so nothing can possess me
and have written my will in my own blood.
"Oh inhabitants of my song: trust in water."
Mahmoud Darwish (Now, As You Are Awaken -fragmento-)