If You Live, Live Free Or Die

One Day, I Will Be A Poet. Water Will Depend On My Visions.

We Are Captives Of What We Love, What We Desire, And What We Are.

I Wish I Were A Candle In The Darkness.

I See What I Want Of Love... I See Horses Making The Meadow Dance, Fifty Guitars Sighing, And A Swarm Of Bees Suckling The Wild Berries, And I Close My Eyes Until I See Our Shadow Behind This Dispossessed Place... I See What I Want Of People: Their Desire To Long For Anything, Their Lateness In Getting To Work And Their Hurry To Return To Their Folk... And Their Need To Say: Good Morning.

For The Arabs In Israel There Is Always A Tension Between Nationality And Identity.