Elegy for the children of Syria and Gaza: If I call to the children

If I stretch my soul between the disintegrating
Earth and the pearly heaven
If I stretch it gently and embroider it
With red roses and white roses
With blue birds and opal butterflies
With meadows the colour of passionate green 
If I do if I do
Then call to the children 
Under the debris
Underneath the rubble
Further down below the mangled concrete and steel
If I call to them
To rise whole and healed
To rise to rise
Then guide them to the carpet of flowers
Stretching high high
Into the tall tall
Gates of a city of light
Blue here and golden there
Silvery above and rippling ultramarine below
Shining to the left
And gleaming to the right
If I do If I do
So that ,listening, I hear childish laughter
ringing in the city of light
from twinkling star to a glimmering pool
From an amber moon to a shimmering tower
If I do if I do
Will they forgive me?

©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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