No need...

There is no need to fight, no need to win, no need to lose...
Gently, kindly, allow life inside your heart to fully take its course
It is within you, that miraculously it will accomplish the deeds
Life is only interested in the cycle of aliveness
Nothing more nothing less
To those who would rather distract
Discuss, argue...and analyze The Irrelevant
You say only two words "Suit yourselves!"
Don't be shy to laugh but Stay alive, Stay vigilant!
To not be drawn into nonesense
For discussions, arguments, analyzes or even "studies"...
Of nonesense are just that NONESENSE!

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الى عواد بالسعوديةfrom An Amazigh Moroccan Woman

What can I say? How would I answer?

I do not know, nor…

Do I, possess any fancy answers

 

Life has powerful ways to manifest

Anywhere and everywhere, it blooms

 

That which you focus on grows

One of the laws of this universe

That which you bring with you

In hundred folds you shall get

 

You may encounter those inhabited by Fear

And entirely possessed by its progenitors

What will you do?

Will you compound their obsessions?

Or, will you be able to see through them?

 

You will encounter Fear,

Its children like Mistrust,

And or its grand children

Like Sorrow and Greed

What will you do?

Will you let these so familiar ugly heads fool you?

Or, will you look beyond their traces within you?

 

I am daily fighting my own demons

Sometimes, I claim victory other times they do

In either case I am the creator and the doer

 

…And…also the Observer….

 

At this moment, Precisely Concisely

With theses few words, I am attempting to express

That which is difficult to say while trying to impress

 

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If you....

If you get me you are lucky and so am I
For I am a delight walking on two legs
and.......... You are so thirsty
I am love flying about
and.......... You are so ready
I am a fresh breeze
rare in the heat of a summer day
and.......... You are so hot
I am kindness rooming about
and.......... You are full of wonders
I am a miracle of nature
and.......... You are opening
If you get me you are lucky and so am I

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I am a Moroccan Amazigh Woman!

I am beautiful, feminine and defiante! I scare the hell out of men who have a mentality from the cave ages.They are mesmerized by my charms and confused by my audacity. They don't know what to do or how to behave with me for I do not fit to any of their molds. Yet when they meet me they feel uplifted from their darkness...they want what I have but are also scared that their little girl or woman back homes come across me an learns my ways.....so scared of femininity that I dare to wear in every way...the way I walk, I talk, I breathe....The man of the cave is scared of this vulnerable strength of mine...I have the audacity of being free despite all my conditions....the man does not know how to be free...he has been beaten to submission...he can't even dream about being free ...let alone fathom that women in his surroundings can be free...He goes to his wife, daughter, and cowardly calls me a "whore" because the poor soul does not know how to be free...in secret he dreams about me...In reality he craves to be free and lively as I am....

Translated into French by Wassim: Amazigh Marocaine Je suis une Femme!

Belle, femine et defiante; Je suis! Je terrifie les hommes qui ont la mentalité de l'âge des cavernes. Ils sont hypnotisés par mes charmes et troublés par mon audace. Ils ne savent comment se comporter enver moi puisque je ne rentre dans aucun de leur moules. Néanmoins, quand ils me rencontrent, ils se sentent heureux... Ils veulent ce que j'ai mais ils ont si peur que leur femme ou leur fillette me connaisse ou devienne une femme jusqu'qu bout des ongles comme je suis...Si horifies par ma feminite...cette feminite que j'ose porter...dans ma facon de marcher, ma façon de parler, ma façon de respirer... l'homme des cavernes est effrayé par cette force vulnérable que j'ai... J'ai l'audace d'être libre malgré toutes mes circonstances...l'homme avec la mentalite de l'age des caverne ne sait comment être libre... Il a ete brise a la soumission... il ne peut même plus rever de liberte...encore moins imaginer les femmes de son entourage vivant librement... Il va chez sa femme et sa fille et avec lachete il m'appele "pute"! Pauvre ame... en son for intérieur, il rêve de moi... en réalité il crève d'être libre vibrant de vitalité comme je suis...

Translated into Arabic by Allala Ben Latif: ءامازغية ءانا مغربية و ءامراءة

جميلة فاتنة ءانا
متحدية للرجال دوي العقول المتحجرة
تبهرهم مفاتني تربكهم جراتي
لا يعرفون التضرف معي
لا اطابق ءاي نموذجا من نماذجهم
ومع ذلك فهم يشعرون
بالسعادة والحياة عند ملا قاتي
يريدونني وماعندي لاءنفسهم
وفي ان واحد ترعبهم
فكرة ان نساءهم و بناتهم
يصادفني فيثاءترن بي
تزعجهم انوثتي
التيءا لبسها بحرية
في طريقة مشيتي
وفي طريقة كلامي
وحتى في طريقة تنفسي
الرجل القادم من الكهوف مدعور
من هده القوة الهشة التي تسكنني
لي جراة حريتي رغم كل ظروفي
الرجل غير قادر
لفرط خضوعه ان يكون حرا
فيذهب مهرولا الى
امراته واءبنته ويدعوني
بغيا
هو يجهل معنى الحرية
وفي السر يحلم بي
في الحقيقة
يتشوق ان يكون حرا
طليقا حيا مثلي


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Do Not Ever Quit!

Do not ever quit!
For the sake of you
For the sake of all of us
Stay here and now
Stand tall, stand still
Keep on walking
Keep on talking
Keep on writing
Keep on living
For you have a lot to offer
Do not ever listen to the noise makers
The words of the mindless spineless courageless
Are nothing but an echo of their own confusion
Why listen to confusion?
Nothing will ever come out of it
Those who distract themselves with confusion
Need you to lead the way
Cowards will often come around
For you are their chance for salvation,
You are a much needed light
You shine enlighten and uplift
Do not quit dearest one do not quit
Cowards will often attack to hurt
Don't be fooled
Those wearing an aggressive outer
Only want to hide their deepest suffering
They will often attempt to inflect pain
For they are full of pain
Such is the state of humanity still
Full of pain inflects pain
While claiming to defend
Unreachable fictitious concepts
God, religion, morals…
This, that or the other……..
Don’t be fooled……
Listen to that which is beyond the noise
You will mostly hear desperate calls for help
You will mostly feel aching hearts
You will mostly sense deep bleeding wounds
Such is the state of humanity still
Do not quit beloved one do not quit
Don’t be fooled
It is only the beginning
The dawn of enlightenment is here
The best is yet to come!

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Though...


Though the human mind is crafty with disrespect
And knows how to dress it up just enough  
So, it may look as if it is care and not disrespect
The heart knows disrespect when it feels it
The heart has no eyes and does not  
Need to see fancy disguises to be wowed
The heart feels the vibrations of what is
It knows everything by its vibrations 
I beg you do not explain for I feel you 
I am nothing but an open heart  
I made that choice so I can fully taste love 
I made that choice so I can fully love  
I made that choice so I can fully allow life 
To vibrate within and through my being 
I am a lover with a heart as vulnerable 
As the colorful wings of a butterfly 
I made this choice a long ago... 
....Or, was I born this way?

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يا شاعر الحب

يا شاعر الحب اني اهواك
يا شاعر الحب والاحساس
ما اجملك
يا شاعر الحب انت تلهمني
انت تحييني
لهيب شوقي يحرقنى
وانت بعيد عني الآف الامتار
يا شاعر الحب
عيناي جمرتان
وقلبي بركان
ساقيّ وقخذيّ يرقصان
يا حبذا لو استطيع الطيران
يا شاعر الحب
انت مهجتي
انت كالتيار
ترعش اعماقي
فيطرب لك القلب
الوجدان
والبدن
يا شاعر الحب
اني قيثارتك
فاعزف اعذب الالحان
فستغني بالحنين
الارض والاشجار
والجبال والاغصان
وستسقى القلوب
وتنتعش الاجسام
يا شاعر الحب
انك تلهب نيراني
وانا مستسلمة
فافعل بي ما تشاء
يا شاعر الحب
اني عاشقة
تعشق الحب
وتهواك

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Come Out...

Be kind…
Mean it…
Feel it…
Hear it…
See it…
Taste it…
Exude it…
You don't know what it is to be tender? Do you?
It scares the hell out of you to be vulnerable…
This old shield you are wearing is cold and so heavy…
Please… I beg you…Let the worm die…
For the butterfly to be born
You shall become free…I promise…
Free from all the old and useless
Free from the pain and sorrow
Free from your own limited self
I do feel you my beloved…
I do see that which scares you…
I do see beyond your thick shield…
Have mercy on that one who is imprisoned
Inside that useless shield…
Come out at once for it is Spring!


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