the earth shakes
and intense rain falls
beautiful whales are no more
while ribbons are cut to open new malls
misty eyes
isolation everywhere
so much ignorance and fear
people scared to say they care
for the one who is different
comes from another place
part of humanity
coded as another race
small children play
in a big park
babies wake up
to the song of the lark
the man sees the macaroons
remembers that his wife once loved them
his eyes say the story
In his heart he still holds her memory like a precious gem
i walk
for a very long time
indulge in reminiscence
think about this life of mine
i close my eyes grateful for the day
in my dream the night sky gifts me a snowflake
the rain stops to fall
the earth stops to shake
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A beautiful and wistful piece, Sobhana. Its elements bring to mind the places we turn to when we seek solace. It reminds me how hard it is to continually face the world that we, somehow, all of us, are creating. In dreams, in memories, through seeing the innocent joys of children (if we cannot empathize, then what is left?), I think we find the comfort that we all need.
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Thank you, Steve, appreciate your thoughts. Solace and comfort…yes, we are seeking it more and more, isn’t it?
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My pleasure, Sobhana. Yes, I agree. The more we look at the world’s direction, the more we need “time out.” I don’t think it’s a bad thing at all.
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