With the start of a new day


We fold an old page that sends disappointment, we fold inside it a longing for memories that did not happen, we fold inside it, the loss of passion, or fold inside it a feeling of deprivation

Is the meaning of deprivation only in the following?

Depriving the conversation with the one you love. As for depriving someone’s bosom, the distances between you are distant or depriving him of a look that reveals the soul in you again, so all this disappears with the dawning and sunrise of the sun with the sound of birds singing and praising the curl with breezes of air that heals the soul and gives hope in it again

With a sip of hot coffee drops mixed with the sound of music

All this is revealed and a new story begins. A story whose features were not known, are you the hero or are you the victim

I have a different feeling between its effects and a passion for knowing what will happen and between fear and anxiety that the day will go on as its predecessor went and between this feeling and my wandering mindset is not aware of something floating in a sea of memories that leads to a leg that is not for his ship Morsi there.

The waves may lead him to where he does not know. It leads to his own world and remains so until he wakes up with the sun’s heat to clear all this and start his new day.