My roots propelled me into an upward spiral of obsession
I see yellow
and I engulf myself into its rays whole lovingly
I smell it
and it pretends to exude like jasmine but fluorescent and flamboyant
I do not know
But it calls out for me..
(Every acacia I’ve ever felt)
***
I saw mountains crippled by gigantic footsteps
And i murmured
Glorious! That could have been my ancestor
Embedding love unto earth
(Call of the Socotra)
***
(Once a miracle in the summer)
I thanked the One for the blessed rain in the summer
We rarely witness these miracles
I prayed to give thanks because my heart woke with joy and wonder
My heart woke with purpose
I sped to nature to pray
Ya salam ya salam
And amidst my worship
The One reassured me
With a drip of One’s blessing on my wrist
That Hu is there
***
(war...new moon in aries march 2018)
so when will this madness end?
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TEXT:
NOUF ALJAHDAMI
UNITED ARAB EMIRATES
ART:
NOHA
YEMEN/
UNITED KINGDOM