A natural path
Where one can begin?
In place that has no rest for poetic words.
A subtraction of poetic dreams, you find me in hollow
Lost in words but I survive the obscurities
The world that I cannot comprehend
A waiting child existing within me
A survival dependency
Yet I’m in line between childhood and motherhood
A path that keeps me in anticipation
Love that is not flamed on lust
A natural path like a seed bearing roots
I keep breathing the change
I admit I’m fearful of what would take place
So I put on my radiant smile
To carry me towards my next path
I’m all expecting
Copyright 2009 Nasra Al Adawi (July 11, 2009)
Labels: motherhood, Omani poetess