A Garden Poem by Fuad Rifka

A Garden

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Fence and walls,
under the vineyards
oblivious to harm,
the guard stays awake.
And at night
without knocking at the door
without stumbling
Autumn sneaks into the trees
fills its sacks with fruits
and hides beneath the leaves.

(A voice from the clouds)

Pray and keep watch,
no one knows
when the thief may come.

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