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The Jewel Tones of Mortality
~ set yourself awash… ~
It’s as if stars above
Will not,
Magical sentinels
Blowing down immortality on us,
Will not falter nor die.
Do you look up,
When was the last time
You looked up?
In supplication or wonder
Gratitude or invocation?
Do you then look down,
Feel dread, see the littleness of us?
Clutch riches a bit more tightly,
Or on the other hand,
Watch fondly as children
Shed memories on prized brocades,
Set yourself awash
In jeweled colors of being mortal,
Allow invasions of privacy?
I was nudged last night.
Who calls? …
Starlight carried me away
A dust mote on a pulse of longing…
Good night flowers, I said.
A very good night to you, mango trees.
To slumbering fruit bats I wished safe flights.
Good morning, said the sun
As it gilded laburnums and ivies,
May you live forever,
My golden child
Farida Haque
August ‘20
