"Do you believe life will accept a patched garment for a dress?  Verily, I say to you that an olive plant in the hills of Lebanon will outlast all of your deeds and your works; that the wooden plow pulled by the oxen in the crannies of Lebanon is nobler than your dreams and aspirations?
I say to you, while the conscience of time listened to me, that the songs of a maiden collecting herbs in the valleys of Lebanon will outlast all the uttering of the most exalted prattler among you.  I say to you that you are achieving nothing.  If you knew that you are accomplishing nothing, I would feel sorry for you, but you know it not."
You have your Lebanon and I have my Lebanon.....

~Khalil Gibran-1920


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Almost 90 years later and we still have not learned.... We cling to our roots, profess our patriotism, wail for freedom and look around dazed, mortified, that nothing indeed has changed... Bountiful counterfeit affection twined with desirable deception, and you ask, what happened to Our Lebanon?  Wipe the sleep from your eyes! 
Leave it to the Cedar to teach us a lesson we have yet to learn…

"All that is gold does not glitter, 
Not all those who wander are lost; 
The old that is strong does not wither, 
Deep roots are not reached by frost."


Who am I , you ask? Is it relevant? 
I am a soul as old as the Cedar, as young as the dream …
I am the vineyard’s insatiable appetite 
 I am hills and valleys ... silent streams and rays of light...
I am Jabal Sannine with peaks of white
And fields of dreams that steal your sight...

I am the hymns angels recite
On wings that slice a Jasmine night…
I am the  crickets they ignite
The string violins invite...

 I am the Song of Memory 
nestled  in heart and mind...
I am dust refined
Dissolved in roots that bind...
Unforgotten, Unyielding… 

I am the Noble Mind...
 Undefined...Unconfined...

I am all combined ..must I remind?
I am the Author of  all Metaphor.

You Have Your Lebanon ...and I want My Lebanon Back!
                                                          
                                                            By: Grace Halabi
   
"The righteous shall flourish  like the palm tree: he shall  grow like a cedar in Lebanon."  Psalms 92:12