I Observing limitations
with the eye of a flower
is what turns mud into grass.

II In my last delirium
people appear and put barley
into my sleeve —
what does darkness share with dawn?

III I will be there, two eyes filled
with the confidence of poetry,
and protect the last angel —
even from the grave of the world.

Lubna El Manouzi, a Moroccan poet born in Fez and currently lives in Aïn Ouda, in the Rabat region. She received the Naji Nooman Prize in 2005 and has published two collections of poetry titled “Under the Pillow of the Cosmos” and “The Diary of a Neurosis.”