Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Minarets From The Distance

I can see the faint smile of the sun
reflected on the crowns of the minarets
lofty sentinels standing proudly 
above the canopy of rustling leaves.

Amid the peaceful chant of prayer 
the sun slips below the horizon
taking with it the cries and moans
and wails of the weary souls.

I can almost hear the minarets whisper
"Please take with you their sorrow,
and return with great hope and joy
as we greet you in the morrow."


Hindsfeet said...

*Thank you*, Searching Soul, for this more-timely-than-you-know beauty tonight.....this benediction was balm for my broken heart tonight......

Blessings for you, now and always,
So wonderful to "see" you again,

Searching Soul said...

Hi Liz,

I'm so happy that you found some soothing solace from that poem.

Thank you also for always being here in my blog...despite my long absence, you remained a friend.

God's blessings to you,


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