Sphere of Light
Waiting fifteen minutes to Fajr Prayer
just this side of the
end of the world
kaleidoscoping inward toward us all
escalators and fiery stairways
plummeting through purple smoke totally
overpopulated each step with
people fleeing what’s all around and
inside us
except for occasional beings floating in
huge translucent spheres of a golden
light whose eyelids flutter slightly
at each explosion but whose
heartbeats are even louder than each
explosion and somehow
soothing in the smoke-blacked air
to everyone on their way upward
step by step out of the crumbling chaos
Buildings and mountains become
dissolving dancers in Allah’s perfect
choreography
in this perfectly silent room
at the starting point of Fajr
in Allah’s perfectly executed fluttering
choreography each instant
in this sphere of light
we are all in
12/24/13 (from Eternity Shimmers Time Holds its Breath )
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