Phone Call from Home

When I heard your voice today,

I remembered mountains,

Long drives and desert horizons.

In the five minutes that we spoke,

Ancient verses rose within me;

The travels of Saadi,

The loves of Hafez…

When we spoke, I wondered

Why it took so long…? So long

To make peace with our differences.

I wondered, “Was it written?

Why did we…? and who were we?”

In those five minutes, I regretted

A lifetime…

We laughed…Within my veins,

I am no longer running scared,

I made puddles into oceans of despair,

But in those five minutes,

Mountains rose and hovering poems

Reassured me

That life was new once more.

 

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