You're the soft melody that cradles my hammock, The sweet fragrance that caresses my skin, The soft breeze that plays with my hair. ...

This work in progress is a homage to the simple carefree times in a place now far and away. "Yalla jeyeh... hotteh l'rakweh 'an-nar" (I'm...

"The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile back...