like windows,

minds need

opening too.

Mum, sing to the ocean,

Send this longing for our

Homeland, 

Palestine.

Let the drops carry 

Our lament 

To the seven seas.

heiress to a fortune, 

it’s heart’s wondrous

treasures she values

Beauty is like mist,

Its mesmerizing charm

Eludes eyes that skim.

“Come unto me all who are weary 

And I will give you rest.” 

Nature whispered to my exhausted soul

…Her birds led me to Her secret fountain; 

Where the tyranny of patriarchy and imperialism–

Which drain the life out of life itself, have no foothold.

What circus owners don’t show people at a circus,

Would put the saddest show on earth

Out of business. 

See: LINK.

Feed me apple blossoms, 

Beloved, that I may believe

In hope for the future, again.

The encroaching turbulence

Of human folly has disturbed 

Nature’s equilibrium.

dive in,

life is fleeting

He thought it was business as usual,

But it was business as usual that had

Brought about this apocalyptic hanging.

a two legged plague

infests

Got it? 

We use tools too.

If using tools is a sign of intelligence,

Then what happened to humans?

The true

Ark of the Covenant

Revealed itself,

Just before dawn.

Tally a little longer In the garden, 

Stave off discouragement:

“In nature there’s no blemish but the mind; 

None can be call’d deform’d but the unkind.”

Bankers’ manufacture

Desolation,

And call it progress.

two wings turn to heaven

two wings fold in prayer