'Calling' Poem by Seyamak Ghambari

Ring the bells, ring the bells loud and fast,
Invite them all, we must all, rush there fast,
What is there to tell, what is it all about?
Is it another message, for us to shout?

Message not only for us to hear,
But it is in touch, see and smell,
Brick and mortar have much to say,
Centuries old, still standing, waiting for us to know.

Lost its skin, in times of waiting,
Revel the true nature, of its beauty,
Generations passed it, in and out,
Generations embraced it, to find Divine.

Many wishes, prayers, and desires have left behind,
You hear it all, if sit quietly by the wall,
Safe journey wishes for the loved ones,
Miracle and cures for illness in Biblical times
Food for hungry baby, in bad times,
Or just simply, giving Thanks to God, for all times.

Centuries stayed strong and tall,
Sheltering and greeting every human kind,
One thing in common we all have,
Speaking with God, we all can.

Silent and still, it may appear,
Listen again, there is much more to hear.

Seyamak Ghambari - 2010