Don’t speak your mind, they say
It’s undiplomatic, it’s not the way;
But my heart is hurting
where do I end up bleeding?
If not through my words,
how to release these emotions like birds
to ease the raw pain
of an empathetic soul – this bane
needs a voice, hence this choice
to speak my mind to unburden my heart
unencumbered, let there be art.
Tuje Chhodi Duje Dwaari Kyu(n) Jaave
Poem for Hazar Imam on the auspicious occasion of Imamat Day
I stare up at the brewing storm
its darkness looming over me;
thunder booming and lightning
a flash too close for comfort;
the negative charge drums
horrors louder than they are —
to distort my sense of direction,
to shake my faith with violent intimidation.
Frightened as a little lamb
I shut my eyes tight:
It feels like this moment
is the end of the world…
“Listen to what you know
instead of what you fear”
Richard Bach’s words
reverberate in my head;
And what do I know, with certainty?
I know — I know — You are here —
always here, never afar,
with me, within me, around me,
in every bearing and blessing.
You take my hand in Yours,
tugging me forward with kindness,
Your mercy an umbrella above me,
Your…
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