ديرة كلها عسل

• Here began the words that were spoken years ago and still echo with much pride among the people of Al-Ardiyat, which has a beauty that tempts you to say what you want, provided it does not offend the modesty of this enchanting place.

• I expressed my love for it through the voice of Mohammed Abdu: “You know me and everyone knows me, and I know.”

• I love it, and I have no objection to love, the day I saw it wearing for its visitors an outfit that is neither extravagant nor pretentious, in which I have memories tied to its places, and I did not say a mark; because it is the mark itself.

• Honey in the land of honey.. a beautiful capture that shapes a taste I found on faces that create a positive state for anyone who knows how to read its details.

• I was as happy as the people of the province with visitors who came with us and I attended with them, as they added to the festival with spoken words and familiar images.

• As I wandered in Wadi Qanuna, I imagined its lavish letters and declared through them this confession:

Today I long for the sky

For the sun and the distant earth

Today, and for someone else, I am

Thoughts of poetry come to mind

I miss the pure heart

And what if they blame me

I came to you on a night of pain

My heart in my hand

A spirit whispered to me, O stranger

The longing is not enough

Say hello, I will return the greeting

And this, you see, is all the talk

That remains between you and me

Everything that comes to my mind..