Monday, January 08, 2007

~Stand Within Silence~

desert morning
Originally uploaded by neulands.

Vast land
Carrying pyramids
Of different shapes and heights
Boundless from rigid curves
Unchained to certain landscape
Created with fine sand grains
But free to travel with wind
As to whenever time is set to leave
To explore other countless hills
Even to unfurl other sand dunes
The grains of nomad
A traveler with wind
So whenever the wind blows
Itinerant path
That by pass all boundaries

So you and I will hear
The myth of desert
In a voice of silence
Yet with rhythmic wind
Carries a nomad song
In the mid of this deserted land
Let us stand within silence
To stand still to hear it

I'm desert sand
Taking off with wind
A journey that has no end
Awaiting for the rain
To take away loneliness and pain
Yet the sun rises again
Desert sand I always remain

Copyright 2007 nasra al adawi

You can still see how fascinated I was with my desert trip. My earlier poem titled Im Desert, it did not touch me and I felt I was not able to deliver the voice of the desert. The above poem is in reflection to the old one. Hope this one was able to bring out even a bit the silent voice of the desert. Many thanks for this photo taken by neulands, posted in You can click the photo to see other collection of photo…


Anonymous Anonymous said...

awe inspiring!!!

6:07 AM  
Blogger Don Iannone said...

Lovely and great photos, Nasra. Your life has journeyed in the right direction and the sands of time will treat you well.

6:38 AM  
Blogger Poetry by Kai said...

i can tell u enjoy your trip....
best warm hugs

5:36 PM  
Anonymous [a} said...

I always feel inspired by the desert! Shifting landscapes...and it's just so surreal.

Awesome poem. The whole travelling and nomad thing is something I tend to explore a lot in my poetry as well, so I can totally relate.

6:25 PM  
Blogger J. Andrew Lockhart said...

Beautiful! You captured it well. :)

9:26 PM  
Blogger eden said...


lovely said and well done as always:)

11:31 AM  
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5:11 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

this is just so lyrical, the images these words create in my mind..:)

6:28 PM  
Blogger floots said...

gorgeous words and pictures
a landscape so different to mine
then - seeing grasping agonies - that picture could have been taken here
thank you for letting me view

6:29 AM  
Anonymous LyricHut said...

Very nice! I wish you all the best. I will be back!

2:10 PM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

you had me travelling there with you...beautiful!!!!!!!

10:01 AM  
Blogger samuru999 said...

Thanks for your visit and kind words!
I am back home, and my sister is doing better!


12:30 PM  
Blogger Angel Feathers Tickle Me said...

You will find me near the shores of dreaming. I stand here watching over the cliffs of humanity. The view here is forever perfectly clear, I see nothing but confusion and chaos looking down from this column of jagged stone. This is where our hearts are forged, souls are cast and made. This is where you will return, though in life you have never seen this place, for you have stood upon this mighty stone and stared...

Dream of Gods, dream of memories gone by, inhale the scent of love and heartache. You know this place exists. Feel it in the pit of your being. You know the lonely feeling found atop the stone and the frustration of never seeing enough. We have all leaned forward that one hair too far as if to dare the tempt of fate, as we were grabbed by the sea beneath us where we get tossed and turned, just another lost soul trying to swim desperately for shore. Fore it is here on the shores of dreaming that battered souls finally gain wisdom. Here we see the miracle in just being alive. We will dance skipping down the beach of dreaming singing a song, flinging the notes in the air. Maybe we will laugh at teardrops or cry in the wind, but at least we are free from that jagged stone until we come searching again for something more...

1:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I really love your photos and your accompanying poems. I've never visited a desert with red sands and dunes like that.

7:11 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your poem causes me to want to re-read "Seven Pillars of Wisdom" stories about mostly the western (red sea) portion of Arabia. Thanks

1:49 PM  
Blogger Rauf said...

No need of any illustration or a picture Nasra, you have painted it beautifully with your words, its not hard for me to visualise. My aproach is a bit different, I feel that our world is one grain of sand in the universe

3:36 PM  
Blogger Poetry by Kai said...

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6:44 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your word paints so well that I could vividly picture it. I didn't need to look at the picture at all.

7:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Exceptional. I have much enjoyed my time in your world...

10:56 PM  
Anonymous GeL said...

Hi Nasra,
I enjoyed this revision of your poem: the images like "unchained to certain landscape", "to unfurl other sand dunes", plus the sounds of the " rhythymic wind" , "songs" , "voices" and "the myth of desert silence."

1:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love this poem and I love this photo!!!

9:53 PM  

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