...Looking down from heaven.
In abundance you glow like a forgotten candle in the midst of the lonely sahara.
To the stars you whisper stories of union and seperation with the sun,
Of ecstasy and agony.
Indifferent or rather oblivious you seem to be,
Yet in your own solitude, you remain still, consoling the lost souls and listening to the wounded hearts.
Luna.
Your name, to some, paints beauty
And to others, it sings love.
Failing to see that you are the incarnation of the divine dance.
Of perfection.
ZG
June 17th.
....and that’s such sweet poem my Moroccan friend Zineb Gormat sent to me today after gifting her a beautiful song “disappear” by Karsh Kale
“And that's mine to you” , she said
She is a true diamond and poet!
💎
