When I read the poem “Counterpoint” by Mahmoud Darwish, which was written for Edward Said, I thought how beautiful is the love between two friends who have chosen to be companions in struggle and who support each other in the freedom to find a form for that struggle.
I am two in one
like the wings of a swallow.
If spring is late,
I am content to be the bearer of good news.
He loves a country, and travels from it.
(Is the impossible far off?)
He loves travelling to anything,
and in free travel between cultures,
those who study human essence
may find space enough for all.
(From Counterpoint for Edward Said) by Mahmoud Darwish