Halo Around The Moon (Sangsar)

 

I am searching and searching to find…constant reminder of-where do I belong to! why can I not find a common ground with those in power? Why I do not understand the language they speak, the ideology they believe in and the life they live? Their belief is covered with thick black ice and I'm a tiny little one- melting away! They know they are the superior race! They have enslaved me… with the direct connection to their God/s! And they make me feel ugly to my bones. And to them…I am a whore… walking in the streets of my life. ...they don't care...But they have their Iran and I Have Mine! – Sheema Kalbasi

 

you come from the earth and carry countless names

upon your journey that has moved your steps

through many times and many lands

through the voyages of the spirit

through this quest where sometimes you wonder

if exile will be the only home you will ever know

 

you come from the earth and carry countless dreams

upon your journey that has moved your steps

through many emotions and many lands

through the journeys of the heart

through this quest where sometimes you wonder

if exile will be the only words you will ever write

 

the faces draw near stones in hand

surround you encircle you

a hive of swarming angry bees

that attempt to drown your voice

that attempt to blanket you with their oppression

 

an attempt

 

that will always fail

 

for beyond the stones you glimpse the eclipse

of the halo around the moon

and in the silver glow of its light

the rose will always bloom

 

and each step upon your journey of many steps

will bring you closer

 

to that place within your heart

 

which is your true home