Once upon a time, I lived in Heaven


Once upon a time 
When I was a little girl
My dreams were wild and colourful 
 Just like my hair
Like all boys and girls
I grew inside a rose
When I was a little girl
I played around
Floating over waterlilies
Bouncing in the shadow of poppies
Hiding under garden leaves
and in my grandma’s shawl
Gathering stars 
Thumbelina I was called, by my fairy friends
 Who often hovered around the hills of  Beit Iksa, where angels dwell
 Chasing lilac footsteps of my fairy friends
 Fluttering my wings,
 I flew up up and away 
To the high peak of Nabi Samuel
 Up there
 Close to Heaven
Overwhelmed with the magic of our existence 
 Astounded by our awareness
 Full of adoration 
We all fall down 
 Faces to the ground
 Praying 
Praising the One who bestowed upon us
The wondrous gift of life 
 At twilight, I made my way down
 rolling in a cylinder can 
Heading to the home of my grandfather
 Under a blanket of sacredness 
 Little children gathered
 Hearts pounding
Eyes open wide
 Listening to my grandfather stories
Of men, women and children
 With lives of purity
And hearts of gold
 In the stillness of the night
 We could hear the echo of prophets chanting
 Issa, Musa and Muhammed
 Hymning psalms of Dawoud 
 Praying side by side
 Enchanted by the grace of Maryam and her son
 Bewildered by tales of Yunus, Yahya and Suleiman
 We closed our eyes Slipping into wilderness of dreamland 

Where kindness grow on trees 
 Goodness covers the ground 
And love falls from sky
Tantalizing, jut like rain
 
Colourful words echoed around

 YES . . .

 Once upon a time 
 I lived in HEAVEN
 Nostalgic, I recall

2 Responses

  1. Flower of tranquility
    Emanation of sublime
    Calming of the water
    Lantern of the mind
    Radiating essence
    Rushing up the way
    Strings dynamic hummingbirds
    Echos rolling waves
    Gardens of all sanctifying
    Blooming living earth
    Nurturing with starlight
    Drawing universe
    Heavens of the moment
    Hearts rush to the sky
    Weaving through in butterfly’s
    Tranquil flowers of sublime

    ..peace..

  2. Reblogged this on PRESIDENTS OF THE SOLAR SYSTEM.

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