Greg Allum

Rookie (03/10/1977)

Ezan - Poem by Greg Allum

The undulating rhythm
of a call to prayer
on the edge of the old world
a mass of longing to reach out and
touch the void, to feel the calmness
of serenity flowing over my mind

History begins to unfold as
a peace
washes over me, whilst
sitting on a porch,
in Asia
with jazz notes
floating blue in my mood

Hopeful of my return
I release these prayers into the humid
atmosphere of Byzantine

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 13, 2009

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