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Druze leader Walid Jumblatt reconciles with Syria Walid Jumblatt has been a stern critic of Syria The leader of Lebanon's Druze community, Walid Jumblatt, has met with Syria's president - signalling a thaw in relations between former foes. In the past, Mr Jumblatt has accused Damascus of assassinating his father, and said President Bashar al-Assad was a "savage, a liar and a criminal". The meeting was welcomed by the Lebanese militant group Hezbollah, which has close ties to Syria. Mr Jumblatt has said his criticism of Mr Assad was "inappropriate". 'New page' Mr Jumblatt was a former ally of Syria, but fell out with them after Damascus was linked to the 2005 murder of former Lebanese prime minister Rafik Hariri. In 2008 Syrian-backed Hezbollah fought Mr Jumblatt's Druze militias in a conflict that brought Lebanon to the brink of civil war. Last month Mr Jumblatt told Al-Jazeera he wanted to "open a new page" in relations with...

Druze leader Walid Jumblatt reconciles with Syria Walid Jumblatt has been a stern critic of Syria The leader of Lebanon's Druze community, Walid Jumblatt, has met with Syria's president - signalling a thaw in relations between former foes. In the past, Mr Jumblatt has accused Damascus of assassinating his father, and said President Bashar al-Assad was a "savage, a liar and a criminal". The meeting was welcomed by the Lebanese militant group Hezbollah, which has close ties to Syria. Mr Jumblatt has said his criticism of Mr Assad was "inappropriate". 'New page' Mr Jumblatt was a former ally of Syria, but fell out with them after Damascus was linked to the 2005 murder of former Lebanese prime minister Rafik Hariri. In 2008 Syrian-backed Hezbollah fought Mr Jumblatt's Druze militias in a conflict that brought Lebanon to the brink of civil war. Last month Mr Jumblatt told Al-Jazeera he wanted to "open a new page" in relations with...

I Found you and I lost you, All on a gleaming day. The day was filled with sunshine, And the land was full of May. A golden bird was singing Its melody divine, I found you and I loved you, And all the world was mine. I found you and I lost you, All on a golden day, But when I dream of you, dear, It is always brimming May. Paul Laurence Dunbar

when you apply tension, focus it solely on the thing that you require the tension for; other wise, conserve your energies, learn, that in order to achieve something, you do not need to take a giant step, but simply to focus on your objective Zen in the Art of Archery

Hikeless Sunday and I blame Issam. Well, first YES hikeless is a new word. Why not! I sat down all day this Sunday with a book in my hand, I ate a very nice meal, nothing like I'm using to have every Sunday while hiking with the guys, it was a very nice day actually but the thing is it was hikeless. There were no Isam call me on the talky telling me to harry up, no chats and laughs with the gentleman Khaled Missak or Geroge, no youpi songs with Zeki, Mira and the rest of the scouts, no sweet Chantal drawing smile on my face no Roula making fun of how short I am and me hopping that she pass away so I could make fun when I reach her from the end of the tale. But the thing I missed the most is Leila shouting all day long on us to move faster. It was simply a hikeless day, and I blame Issam , because usually his the one to blame for everything :-). God please, I don't mind bad weathers, just don't let it be on Sundays Tony

As I awake once more without you at the start of another day. I wonder if life will be easier than it was for yesterday. My pain doesn't get better I hurt because I'm missing you. I know that it sounds selfish, but I don't know what else to do.  

A fond kiss, and then we sever; A farewell, and then forever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Nothing could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her; Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lov'd say kindly, Had we never lov'd say blindly, Never met--or never parted-- We had ne'er been broken-hearted. Fare thee well, thou first and fairest! Fare thee well, thou best and dearest! Thine be like a joy and treasure, Peace. enjoyment, love, and pleasure! A fond kiss, and then we sever; A farewell, alas, forever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee! Robert Burns

I said to Love, "It is not now as in old days When men adored thee and thy ways All else above; Named thee the Boy, the Bright, the One Who spread a heaven beneath the sun," I said to Love. I said to him, "We now know more of thee than then; We were but weak in judgment when, With hearts abrim, We clamoured thee that thou would'st please Inflict on us thine agonies," I said to him. I said to Love, "Thou art not young, thou art not fair, No faery darts, no cherub air, Nor swan, nor dove Are thine; but features pitiless, And iron daggers of distress," I said to Love. "Depart then, Love! . . . - Man's race shall end, dost threaten thou? The age to come the man of now Know nothing of? - We fear not such a threat from thee; We are too old in apathy! Mankind shall cease.--So let it be," I said to Love. Thomas Hardy

Trees I think that I shall never see A Poem as lovely as a tree A tree whose hungry month is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast A tree that looks at god all day And lifts her leafy arms to pray A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair Upon whose bosom snow has lain Who intimately lives with rain Poem are made by fools like me But only god can make a tree Joyce Kilmer