Love creates a garden in the graveyard

I do not know why the picture below, posted to Facebook, caught my imagination. Perhaps I saw a message in it:  while the terrible bombardment of Homs, the blitz of Homs, goes on, love recedes to the graveyards.  Love so tenderly and carefully covers the wounds and torn flesh of fathers, mothers, children  and kith and kin with flowers of every colour, whispering compassion and summoning mercy to those who died violently. Love creates a garden in the graveyards, having nowhere else to do so in a ravaged tormented city. Love also proclaims:  I give those who died for Syria to Syria. This image humbles me immensely.

Love creates a garden

Love creates a garden

©Alisar Iram

About alisariram

I am an artist, a writer and a researcher. I know Arabic and English . I am interested in music and art of every description. I like to describe myself as the embodiment of a harmonious marriage between two cultures which I value and treasure.
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