Archive | December 2017

A year in review

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A year in review
Of joy and of sorrow
Of cheerful meetings and sad partings
Of laughter and tears
Of excitement and fears

It’s been an eventful year again
Bonds of friendship have been strengthened
And because good friends mean so much to me
It has been an amazing and enriching year

December 31st 2017

We hide so much

We can hide so much
Who we are
How we feel
What we think
We can hide so much

Why do we do that?
Why aren’t we more transparent?

Different reasons
Shame
Others’ judgement
Inability to express ourselves
Staying on the surface
Comparing ourselves with others
Judging ourselves
Fear of criticism
Fear of being different

We can hide so much
And every layer we peel off
We’re one step closer to freedom
Freedom to be who we truly are

We hide so much
And that can hurt us
We use veils for self preservation
But they stop us from feeling authentic
We hide so much
And it’s not necessary

December 20th, 2017

 

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Simply grateful

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When joy gives me wings to fly
When a kind voice warms my heart
When everything seems right with the world
When I feel blessed despite the trials
I feel grateful
Simply grateful

When a good friend reaches out to me
When what I write brings someone cheer
When people come together in a common cause
When the doors open on every side
I feel grateful
Simply grateful

When it seems my prayers have been heard
When I feel healthy and content
When I can write and contemplate
I feel grateful
Simply grateful

And that’s how I feel as I write these lines
With a heart full of joy and a big bright smile
I’m feeling grateful
Simply grateful

December 17th, 2017

Back to my roots

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Back to my roots
To where I’m from
I left it long ago
When I was young

Back to my roots
To poetry and art
A place where I did not think
I belonged

Back to my roots
To the city of Shiraz
Where nightingales sing
and jasmine thrives

Back to my roots
Back to the East
Where the sun rises
And the day begins

Back to my roots
To the friends I left
To friends who have
Embraced me once again

Back to my roots
And it feels good
To feel grounded
To feel understood

December 13th, 2017

Desolate

IMG_7448.JPGAlone and lonely
In this icy landscape
Deep in thought
Contemplating the coming of winter
Wondering where my friends went

Only a few weeks ago
We were flying in the blue sky
Singing our songs
Without a care
And now
My surroundings feels like an icy grave
Where did my friends go?

Without them my world is so gray
Joy has disappeared
And the howling of the wind
Like sad music
Reminds me of other desolate times
Where did my friends go?

 

December 11th, 2017

Just normal please

I feel like I can breathe again
I can laugh easily again
I can be silly again
I can concentrate again

What a relief!
Most times we appreciate things
Once they are gone

A clear head
A brain that thinks like it should
Seems like a most normal thing
Living without anxiety
Seems ordinary
Feeling passion and enthusiasm
Seems like a given to us
But for me, they are not

And like those things there are
Many other things I can take
For granted after a while

But our normal selves are anything
But ordinary and normal
That normalness can be lost in an instant
During illness
During times of trials
During transitions in life

Then we will long for our normal
Just our ordinary, everyday selves
Nothing fancy
Merely the person we used to be
That self that seems like a distant memory
An unattainable state

And so, we keep longing for normal
Just normal

December 10th, 2017image

Golden cage

Should I mourn the time lost?
Should I cry over spilt milk?
Should I wonder what if this or that?
Should I think of what could have been?

It’s all water under the bridge
It was what it was
Can’t change a thing

I can dwell on it
I can feel sorry for myself
Or, I can count my blessings
And be happy again

Sometimes I wonder
Why we are so attached to this life
This life that brings us sorrow
And tests and trials

And how does the human spirit overcome?
How does is endure and not break down?
How does joy replace sorrow?
How do we start to laugh once more?

These questions remain unanswered
Most of the time
But I’m sure eventually
We will find out

The veil will fall from our face
We will see clearly
What was vague

But until then
We must sing our song
In this golden cage
We call life

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