Since when did these tears?
Turn into drops of laughter?
Where we began to sing in open lakes,
Whilst hearing the songs of the birds.
Things which were confusing,
Became clear.
The reflection in the mirror,
Was of the love we feared,
We never stared enough to notice the glare.
It is amazing how easily we run from things.
Not knowing it is within us.
It becomes all accepting.
When it wasn't as we were perceiving.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Safiyyah, such a wonderfully written poem👍👍👍
Please read my new poem SOAR AND FLY... Thanks, Safiyyah🙏🙏🙏
oh thank you, this is one of my very recent writes.