Wait for her by Mahmoud Darwish. Part 1 of 2. With an azure drinking cup studded with lapis, wait for her In the evening at the spring, among perfumed roses, wait for her With the patience of a horse trained for mountains, wait for her With the distinctive, aesthetic taste of a prince, wait for her With seven pillows stuffed with light clouds, wait for her With strands of womanly incense wafting, wait for her With the manly scent of sandalwood on horseback, wait for her Wait for her and do not rush. If she arrives late, wait for her. If she arrives early, wait for her. Do not frighten the birds in her braided hair.