I open the window one early morning
The silence of the home is broken by bird song
It’s a symphony
It feels urgent
This beautiful orchestra
The birds give the news of the break of dawn
They remind me of the beauty of the creation of God
Nature has a way of waking up one’s soul
Nature, calming and inspiring at once
June 28th, 2020
As quarantine rules loosen
We are still left with the remnants
No shaking hands or hugs
No big gatherings where you can sing and talk
Travelling is much different than before
Shopping with masks on seems odd
But we are the masked people for now
Whether we like it or not
And keeping two meters away is what I’ll try to do
But it’s so cold and unfriendly too
the challenging part is that there’s no end in sight
We will have to live like this for months
Something I thought was temporary
Has become a way of life
No use to pine after the life that was
The only choice we have now is to adapt
And accept that this is what it is for now
These are extraordinary times
Ones for the history books
All I hope is that when it’s done
We’ll have experienced some post-traumatic growth
June 22nd, 2020
Our world is being held hostage by a microscopic parasite
Our world, the one we didn’t take good care of
Our world, where we were busy running around
Our world, in which material things meant so much
Covid will be with us for a while
The lessons we need to learn take time
We thought we had everything under control
We didn’t realize how fragile we are
June 26th, 2020
Every morning they are present
Choosing and sharing poetry with us
Poetry written by the old masters
Poetry to delight the heart
And then add to this poetry the
Amazing art of hieroglyph
They do it so well that it seems easy
But this is not a job for the faint of heart
And there is the back and forth
The teasing and the jabbing
The humour and the laughter
And as if that’s not enough
Poems are written on the spot
Following the rhyming scheme of the ones being shared
Then someone else joins in
And the number of poets increases
The result is wonderful poetry
Demonstration of wit and talent and knowledge
And conversations that are quite funny
The morning poetry team
Has evolved over the years
The task has become more complex and demanding
And yet, our friends rise to the occasion everyday
This amazing effort
Requires love and commitment
One that brings us joy and delight and laughter
One we should not take for granted
June 17th, 2020
Layers of deep purple, soft light blue and dreamy orange paint the sky this evening
In the forefront, two trees have reached out to each other, their branches entangled in a warm embrace
This beautiful scene makes me think that we all need this kind of connection
It looks right
It feels right
It depicts love
And I smile as I keep staring at this beautiful sight
June 17th, 2020
photo by Hoveida Saberi
Going against the current is not easy
But when was anything worthwhile attained easily?
When the vision is there
The desire is there
The strength is developed
With persistence and patience
We reach our goals
We are not meant to have easy lives
We are meant to have meaningful lives
Purposeful lives
Fewer people have the foresight and the determination
To swim against the current
There may be those
Who can’t understand those who swim upriver
They may even make fun of them or feel sorry for them
But the end of a difficult journey
And reaching one’s goal is very satisfying
And it usually means the beginning of another adventure
June 10th, 2020
I feel like I’m in a cocoon
It’s very dark in here
There is discomfort and pain
I feel like I’m in a cocoon
Can’t see what’s outside
Can’t see the future
I know I can’t stay here for ever
But how long do I need to wait?
Feeling a little claustrophobic
My world is so small
Will it ever change?
I’ve heard stories about a beautiful world out there
Full of life and colour
Full of bird song and meandering rivers
Is that just a story?
Will I ever get there?
I want to believe the stories of transformation
I want to believe that this small abode
This dark place of limitations and sorrow
Will one day give way to a marvellous world
June 7th, 2020
The colour of your skin is beautiful
It’s a velvety midnight black
The colour of your skin is beautiful
It shines like the ebony keys on the piano
The colour of your skin is beautiful
It’s the colour of the pupil of the eye
The colour of your skin is beautiful
Sometimes it’s a lovely chocolaty brown
The colour of your skin is beautiful
But real beauty is in your eyes and in your heart
June 6th, 2020
The first time I realized I was black was long ago
Someone had to point that out to me
To tell me that I was different from them
To tell me that I was less than them
And at that moment
My whole world changed
I saw the divide
I realized that the colour of my skin
Has put me in a different class
A class that is less than
Can you imagine how I felt?
Can you imagine the confusion and the pain?
Can you imagine me realizing
That I would be treated based on the colour of my skin?
And the sad thing is it doesn’t have to be this way
The superiority of one race over another is taught
It’s taught by family and friends
It doesn’t have to be this way
June 3rd, 2020
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