POWER WASHING PAIN
Dark Chocolate Smeared Bedsheets
Muse as Life’s Stain Remover
A juice glass of red wine poised upon a bar of dark chocolate. Lamp light singing –
moonlit muezzin from a minaret upon a nightstand.
Hayya alas salah Come to prayer. Beseech and revere the One, the All, Song within the beams.
Sun in a night shaded sky. Moon at noon. Trust washing like lava with no cool cycle throughout byways and boulevards littered with quashed gnats
drawn to the light – too ignorant, too arrogant to keep a respectful distance until summoned.
Hayya alal falah Come to well-being, refreshment even as the dark chocolate bar breaks unprettily, smearing the bedsheets.
Trust the urging of impishly patient angels.
Assalatu khayrum minan naum Prayer is better than sleep.
Allow this Dream to be laundered.
©Jenine Bsharah Baines 2022
It all comes out in the wash, I’ve learned. Although some of life’s ‘stains’ need repeated washings, don’t they?
Yet the Muse — like Light, life force, The Beloved — infuses all. Even the mess I made last night of my bedsheets while breaking off a piece of dark chocolate.
Dark chocolate as super hero fighting free radicals. Dark chocolate — heart enlightenment, my Sage.
Prayers I haven’t inadvertently offended my Muslim friends by my quotations from Adhan. They were used with all reverence. My Lebanese DNA deepens with delight and awe hearing such Light-pouring of Song.






