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he grays of hopelessness, the raw, oozing redness of torment, the color-blindness of blame more remedially? Hitler’s? Or Hafiz’s?</p><p id="0c89">Yes! The earth might well have died, had the Sun – and His disciples – stopped kissing her.</p><p id="5af6">Watch what you say.</p><p id="781d">Light every letter of every word like a candle, like a grain of sand in a monk’s mandala.</p><p id="c2b2"><i>*One of the calmest colors, sky blue inspires selfless love and fidelity. It is non-threatening and promotes a helpful nature that can overcome all obstacles. It is the universal healer. <a href="https://tradeshowbestpractices.com/2017/08/03/color-psychology-meaning-colors-traits/">Source</a></i></p><p id="12f6">©Jenine Bsharah Baines 2023</p><p id="9813">A hat’s off to Hafiz, <a href="https://www.azquotes.com/quote/687020">whom I’ve ‘quoted’</a> in my poem:</p><p id="70be">The Earth would die If the sun stopped kissing her.</p><p id="f648">Thank you, <a href="undefined">Indubala Kachhawa</a>, for a wondrous prompt:</p><div id="fd2e" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/magical-march-d367adf43aeb"> <div> <div> <h2>Magical March</h2> <div><h3>Abracadabra, let’s create</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div>

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Magical March Abracadabra

Create as You Speak

Every word — every! — is an incantation, I promise

Words by Hafiz, lit by Light, photographed by poet and disciple

I should not make any promises right now. But I know if you Pray, somewhere in this world, Something good will happen.

Hafiz

Trust the process, an Incantation a master avatar taught mine Four-fingered flame — sabers unsheathed from reverent, confident hands sky-blue veined*, enlightening The Way.

Avra kehdabra I create as I speak.

הימן Believe. I do — I, bride and groom both. Wed beyond death’s doomed attempt to part magic and mystery.

Let’s harken back. Let’s be word processors.

Whose words, after all Time, have enflamed hearts, imprinted souls, greened the blackness of void the colorlessness of aridity the grays of hopelessness, the raw, oozing redness of torment, the color-blindness of blame more remedially? Hitler’s? Or Hafiz’s?

Yes! The earth might well have died, had the Sun – and His disciples – stopped kissing her.

Watch what you say.

Light every letter of every word like a candle, like a grain of sand in a monk’s mandala.

*One of the calmest colors, sky blue inspires selfless love and fidelity. It is non-threatening and promotes a helpful nature that can overcome all obstacles. It is the universal healer. Source

©Jenine Bsharah Baines 2023

A hat’s off to Hafiz, whom I’ve ‘quoted’ in my poem:

The Earth would die If the sun stopped kissing her.

Thank you, Indubala Kachhawa, for a wondrous prompt:

And thank you, Carolyn Hastings and Suntonu Bhadra — Indubala’s teammates at Paper Poetry.

Dearest readers — sunlight — thank you. Writers, the prompt deadline approaches on the most fleet of feet — but, if you work fast, go for it! Love.

Jeni

please click here if inclined to ponder, play, dream and sing with me.

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Magical March Abracadabra
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