Alone 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
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
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
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
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
There is something about the familiar
Which is very comforting
No introduction necessary
Old feelings come to fore:
A box of Persian sweets from Iran
Brought 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 sky
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
Written after receiving sweets from dear aunt Badri
*pashmak is a Persian sweet resembling
cotton candy
**shirini is sweets in Persian
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
I travel to meet people who are living a different life from mine
I enter their lives for a short time and having exchanged thoughts, ideas and feelings, I depart
Sometimes it will be years before I see the same people again
Sometimes I’ll never see them at all
It’s a short intense relationship
A connection of the hearts
And the fact that I won’t be with these friends for a while, seems not to matter
I don’t know why!
July 14, 2017
Amsterdam
Rediscovering my homeland from afar
Sometimes I feel like a tourist in my own town
There are also things I’m discovering for the first time
Technology makes this possible now
I travel to my place of birth everyday
And hang out with my friends
I learn about them and their experiences
There is good and bad everywhere
And there are challenges there as there are anywhere else
What I’m experiencing with my friends
Which is special though
Is an openness that’s new to me
My friends accept me as I am and
I feel a sense of belonging
I missed this feeling in my childhood
The feeling that I could share all that was dear to me
There was always this barrier between us
A divide in understanding
Time and distance, and new experiences
Have removed this barrier
And in some ways now, in a land far off
I feel closer to my countrymen
June 26th, 2017
When your long held ideas about something
Begin to change
When light starts shining through the blinds
When you reconsider how you thought about things
Because pleasant surprises come your way
You feel a newfound joy
You feel lighter
How we feel and think about things
Is not carved in stone
And even if is
The passage of water
And the flow of ideas can change it
And if that change leads to greater unity
What a blessed change it is
July 25th, 2017
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