Serene Rapids
Falling
Like autumn leaves
From
the surf-board of your lips
Surfing the
elongated waves of my tears
Blown away
by the everlasting winds of truth
Clasping
Scared and love-less
White-water raft of your
svelte arms
Serene
rapids of my rolling tears
Crushed upon
the promised rocks of betrayal
Wearing
Upon the eye-less face
Life-filled goggles of your enchanted eyes
Diving,
holding the breath, the sighs of my sobs
Hurriedly
snatching the pearls of your ivory smiles
Drowned…
Washed away…
Shores of
Your absence…
Standing
Imam
to pray upon myself dead
Lowered into
the darkness of your hands
Tomb? Nah!
The light-less wine cellar!
Drinking the
tumultuous billows of love
Dying from
thirst in sun-less fjords
Facial
cliffs of your
charred life
Where the lighthouse of love
And ever-lasting beacon of beauty
Endowing the mankind ever-blind
Imam is the man
standing in front of the rows of worshipers.
Standing Imam upon someone is the way Muslims pray for a dead person as
his/her
last rites in a funeral.
Background: African young lady
suffering, yet so beautiful, from AIDS.
©
2003-2002,
By Dara Shayda