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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

Fortress

Hold me tight
Protect me from all that’s around
Be my shield in the time of trials
Enhance my beauty
Strengthen me
So I can withstand the winds of time
Together we’ll be more fortified
Together we’ll represent unity
And solidarity
Till the end of time

November 24th, 2017

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Autumn leaves

The colorful leaves of fall nestle against the grey stones for shelter
For warmth

They huddle and
Keep each other warm
Chit chatting among themselves
About their transition
The changes to come
showing off their beautiful costumes while they still can

November 14th 2017

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At the ball

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Clad in their golden-orange gowns
They are at a most beautiful ball
Music playing
A gentle breeze moving their
Shimmering attire
And creating rustling sounds

They know the ball will end soon
And they will have to wait another year
Before they call return to this festivity
So they savour these last moments of bliss
As they sway to the mesmerising music

Nov. 4th, 2017

Illusion

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Sometimes, life seems unfair
Those who are honest
Don’t succeed
Those who lie brazenly
Get away with it

But do we ever consider the soul
Of the one who lies, cheats and climbs
Do we ever think of how they
Will be remembered
When they die?

Can they bring their power
And fortune with them?
I wonder if they’ve heard of Karma

The repercussions of our actions
Will be felt when we journey on
This world is an illusion
Reality awaits us

 

July 27, 2015

Sweets from Yazd

imageThere is something about the familiar
Which is very comforting
No introduction necessary
Old feelings come to fore:
A box of Persian sweets
From Iran
Delivered by my cousin
Sent by my aunt
Takes me back to my
Visit to Yazd

I pick up the Sohané Ardi
And gently take a first bite
As it melts in my mouth
My senses take me years back
When one spring
My father, mother, brother and I
Drove to that part of Iran

My first memory is of gazing at the starry skies
Dotted thickly with luminous stars
So many stars that
The sky seemed white

The endless dessert around us
Dust on the road
Dust in the car

The wide streets of Yazd
The numerous bakeries in town
Seeing pashmak* being made
Smelling the sweets all around

I take a second bite of Sohan
A feast for my taste buds

Now comes the memory of Naw Ruz
When we used to live in Iran
Where our Haft Seen table was prepared with love

The family visits
The sweets we ate
The shirini** my mom baked
The love we shared

And now…
The Haji Badoom, Baklava
Nane Berenjy and Sohan
Cause these memories to flood my mind!

Lida Berghuis
April 4th, 2010

After receiving sweets from Ame jan Badri

*pashmak is a Persian sweet slightly resembling
cotton candy

**shirini is sweets in Persian

Feelings

Sometimes you just have to sit with the feelings you feel

They can’t be explained or reasoned out

They can’t be banished from your mind

They can’t be ignored

The only thing you can do is accept them

You have to walk through them, not around them

July 17, 2017