Autumn Leaves Poem by Mikha'il Na'ima

Scatter! Scatter
O deligh of the eyes!
O dance court of the sun !
And swing of the moon !
O Organ of the night !
Guitar of enchantment !
O symbol of bewildered thought !
And image of the rebel soul !
cast off by the trees
Scatter ! scatter !
Embrace one another and ebrace
the shades of what has passed
feast your gaze upon
the sight of space
never oh never
will what is past return.
and after you have left
the companons of a bygine age,
proceed with beating heart
in the caravan of fate .
embrace one another ! embrace !
proceed and do not blame ,
For blame serves no purpose
nor should you speak to them
they would not have the light answere .
time is full of wonders,
sending calamities ,
and stifling desires ;
Fate does not understand your speach,
sp proceed along and do not blame.
Go back to the bosom of the earth.
Renew the cycle og ages.
Forget faded beauty.
What has been will not return .
How many roses before you have blossmed
And how many have faded !
Fear not waht has happened
And blame not fate
Whoever has lost a jewel
Will find it again in the grave.
Go back to the bosom of the earth.