Behind The Horizon Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Behind the horizon, In a sunset sight, there is is a secret. The big wings of the wind that carry something untold Sometimes bewilder me when I think about them. It's a bell or may be something else. I guess it's an additional secret in the dawn's coming. There is a candle mixed with the wind's breeze. That secret with the additional secret is a dove or an eagle. Behind the horizon, in a sunrise sight, there is a dream of a kid's toy. Any thing might come from behind every horizon. The sun always rises and always sets. Behind the horizon only some things go, but always dawns come.