If I could

If I could
If I could be immortal
Like a river, however, the rivers dry up
Like a forest, however, the forests are
gutted by fire
like a mountain
or an ocean
Oh nature
give me immortality
I was made of dirt
no grass grows on my skin
I only water myself
and only the ego grows up in me
Oh nature
you have no door, no roof
no locks or keys
let me fall into your arms like a mist
take me by the hand like a stream
and chuck me to the depths of the sea
to fade in its darkness
I'm alone like a drop of water
on a rose petal
yet a dewdrop doesn’t arouse the dawn
just as one flower doesn't provoke the spring
My dear nature
teach me a new language
like the breeze, the tree rustling,
or even the chatters of a woodpecker
I promise not to cut your wood
to write on it as papers
Let me rise from the river's edge to the stars
give me a beam of moonlight
and a lantern of fireflies
as a present for my birthday
I want to be blue
to extend from the sea to the sky
or to be green above the treetops
release me from the skin tone
free me from human names
Here I approach you
leaving my feet sinking into the mud
I got rid of my name and my ID
I came to you drifting from the desert wind
feverish with agony
thirsty for a sip of water
Reaching for the shadow of the tree
nature, allow me to touch its bark
I will untie my braid
may its twigs bind us
Oh nature
take me to you
I stood all day in the rain
I believed I would dissolve into the flowing water
and would vanish in the root of a tree
we might become friends
What a pity, they found me
drenched in tears.
Text: ©Randa Awad
Image: ©Cheyenne Goudswaard