special dedication to farida el khashab, farida el mallah ,allia dawood and dina yacout If the night was a man I'd let the darkness find me I'd let it consume me dissolve with it's stars I'd abandon the light posts of the city for the woods where I could feel it around me lay my head on the shadows that are created by the silver moon rays .i'd gaze at the moon for as long as It would stay playing with the hem of my little black dress asking if it likes it and I'd wait for a gentle rustle of the trees to give me my wanted answer I remember sitting in class listening intently to my teacher talking about god she was speaking passionately hands going everywhere with a smile that at that time seemed pretty odd but I now understand what it meant. She felt god and I remember feeling him too I remember my 9 years old self getting her first glimpse of spirituality by a shiver down her spine and a good kind of tugging at her little heart . I went home ...
