Practicing from the Heart in the age of Technology - All articles and poems are by Reza Ghadimi, unless otherwise noted.
We woke up on the morning of the New Year
Full of good wishes for all Spreading our hopes like the tail feathers of Sultan's peacock With a thousand colorful eyes, displaying our desire For a peaceful world, oblivious to the stormy weather outside. It's been a long time since we've been face to face Dancing cheek to cheek, being closer than six feet Still we wash our hair in a fragrance from far distant lands In the hope of it catching attention even from afar But it's hard, flirting through masked lips. God knows the world is full of tired faces Still, we fill our bird feeders and watch the birds Cheeringly circle it like worshipers around a saint's shrine In the hope that others too are called to it And some day soon, we may watch the birds together. If history has taught us anything Is that we've been here before and Man's genius always finds a way out But this time, there seems to be More deniers of the truth. Wishful we are though, that despite it all This storm too will pass, skies clear, and Our children will play together again Lovers get to flirt and kiss again, and We get to take our masks off and say hello. Here is to the coming days of the New Year! May they be happy ones. Reza Ghadimi January 2022
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