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THE LAND OF ANCIENT TIMES

                The marveled sound of time             glitters under the shade of history                only under the roof of Egypt.                         The valley of the kings               sees forth the doors to heaven                 while the Nile stretches                  into the horizon like                 a long thread of diamonds.                   Far beyond our minds                   can we come to grasp                 the land of ancient times.                  The sound of the flute                    refreshes my soul                while the smell of the soil                remind me of where home is,          from the wisdom of the pyramid priests         to the enchanted beauty of CLEOPATRA                          it all lies here                   in the great land of Egypt.

Copyright © August 2001 housam majid jarrar

Additional Notes:
The flute in the last paragraph refers to an ancient Egyptian flute like instrument that produces one of the most breath taking sounds i have ever heard.


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