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Not so much the rivers that have dried up
As myself, dried up with acts and failure to act,
Alexis is yours, mine is named differently
But beauty lay there too, my eyes joined my will
To love for a while when the trees you speak of
Stood tall and sang lyrics with the breeze,
That was a long time ago, but yet a snatch of time
When measured by mountains and laughing nature.
Laughter holds me no longer, instead of rivers
I have to offer tears that gather waiting to scatter again.
Raficq Abdulla is a writer, poet and speaker on topics ranging from spirituality and Shari’ah law to art and identity. In 1999, he was awarded an MBE for his interfaith work between Muslims, Jews, and Christians. He has published two books of poetry based on the Muslim mystics Rumi and Attar, and he has performed his poetry at Ledbury, Dartington, Chautaqua in the USA, and at St. Ethelburga’s in London.
