Ma'reed is the poet's birth place. The poem was written in Boulder, Colorado, USA 1969 while the poet was a student in Univesity of Colorado. 

Oh . . . Ma'reed . . . . . 
When your image - in my mind - flashes,
I get drunk with memories,  
and burn to ashes. 

I grew up there . . . .  
as a happy child 
Playing with my little companions,  
Run away  . . . and hide. 

I wish I were . . . still . . . .  
that innocent child 
Standing naked . . . . 
by the sea-shore to find 
No shame or worriness . . . of mankind. 

And swimming in that sea . . . .  
chasing the little fish . . . . 
With my hand. . . .  
and scattering with my feet, 
Its golden sand . . . .

Oh . . . Ma'reed . . . .  
My lovely land 
Time keeps rolling . . .  
And I am left behind.
Swimming in a sea . . . of sadness  
Away . . . from my land.

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