~ Transforming Sands ~
~Transforming Sands ~
There it was
Delicate crystal vase
Created through the hands of fire
Yet no one knew
It had gasped for air
As molded and shaped
Into a delicate shape
So as it took its form
In a sprit of its own
To exist within the hands
Of fire and air
Dipped in water
Transforming
Through it all
A crystal glass
That’s once was
Grains of sands
Copyright nasra al adawi 2007
Its been told to melt the sand is to make glass ...how amazing transformation.
Photos are taken from different photographers - do click the photo to know more about the photographer. Many thanks to flickr.com and photos by Old Shoe Woman, Sahasra, and petersmithgy
Labels: Glass
posted by iamnasra at 1:15 AM
13 Comments:
From the raw and coarse to the smooth and beautiful...such an amazing transformation. What a beautiful metaphor to describe our lives too Nasra. I love this poem of yours.
Hoping life has reached some kind of normality for you now.
I just noticed you had put Pursuance of Truth as one of your favorite blogs...I am surprised, delighted and humbled you would do that - thank you so much dear Nasra.
Like usual .. ur creation always touch me :) ... long tme ..
It is fascinating how sands transforming in such amazing crystal glass. People hands and your pen make a new amazing transformation.
Thanks for this wonderful poem.
Thank you so much Nasra for your kind, friendly support. It is very hard time for me and for my son and his beloveds. Today, my lovely grandson Kevin starts to get chemotherapy. It was very hard decision. One day can change all life. Three days before we were so happy. Now, we are full of scared and helpless.
yes the transformation is amazing...
on another level isnt it amazing what the human mind has been able to achieve!
As always, Nasra you bring peace and beauty to an often confused and ugly world. Thank you so much.
your poem is beautiful..almost as beauiftula s the actual process of transforming sand into glass. :)
beautiful poem, nasra. the vase...a vessel to hold, give support, convey, and hold beauty, like a poem.
I come to be thankful to you for the work that you have developed in yours blogue and to desire good vacations to you.
Hi Nasra!
Thank you so much for being with me in this hard time. Thank you for your kind, beautiful, supporter words.
I try to keep the faith.
Test shows Kevin bears chemotherapy well.
As you transform, dear Nasra, you become more and more sparkling and beautiful.
you are so right - what a transformation indeed
i have been fascinated too by watching glassblowers at work
thank you
A truly wonderful poem inspired by the origins of glass.
I am trying to write a poem inspired by a desert photo I took years ago in Utah. It is a wrenching process for me but you make it look so easy. Do the words pour out all at once or do you have to move them around and add to them for your final poem?
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