You will be blessed with the overwhelming beauty of the secretive valley of 'Marj El-Ouyoune'

blended with the majestic mountain of 'Jabal El-Sheikh', humming the silence of the neighboring village of Kafarkella, and the towns of Jdeidet Marjeyoun and Hasbaya...

[Extraction below entitled the 'South' is taken from 'Lebanon Poems of Love and War' by Nadia Tueni
- translated from French by Samuel Hazo and Paul B. Kelley]

South,

you are a window opened by a sudden storm.

South,

you are warm as an ancestor,

anxious as a hostage. South,

you are my geography against change. Fragile as a great love,

you dominate like a conquistador

the solar shades of Beaufort Castle.

South,

your gentle terrain holds turbulent men

who are great landownwers, weathered farmers,

intimates of tobacco, sheperds and craftsmen,

precious earth-dreamers whom dogma banishes

but who are the alpha and omega of an era.

South,

I would like to promise you homeland

and opulent gardens around the Litani,

to write with words of love on your tortured body,

to offer your children a Lebanese sun.