In Egypt

A river flows

Between the sand dunes

And the sky.

In that scorched land,

Hugged by the blazing embrace of the sun,

A river flows.

The life bringing water

Quenches the thirst for stability

And those who merely sip, drown.

A river flows onto the sea,

Into the clouds,

Down onto asphalt.

Our lives are sprinkled

With the waters of a distant land

and with out notice we move on.

We all need this rain,

We all need to feel it,

We all need know it.

What would our lives be without

the waters of that river,

Without the waters of Denial.