In The Moment Of Peace Poem by Baharak Barzin

This poem ends with an ultimate SUFI image: THE WINE MAKING ME SOBER etc. Of course, the paradox has many levels of meaning: wine intoxicates ordinary people but it puts in a perfect emotional state, beyond sobriety and intoxication; it's not wine you drank but poetic inspiration and the result is creativity; or it is divine grace that raises you to this state of contentment. Or it could be something I have thought of. Maybe you saw two parrots huddled together sweetly or you watched a single hawk's effortless flight. And the perfection of the image gave you this MOMENT OF PEACE.

no more fear, moment of peace, no more struggle, no more hatred, no more egotic problems. only peace, peace, peace, peace. what a great dream . we all dream that.............but....... the present world is sooo cruel. tony

Baharak, this is a sweet and generous poem. By turning a moment into a poem, you extend that moment indefinitely which means your poem is also a gift of peace to those who read and ponder it. And pondering it only increases its good will. I was 99.99% certain you had written a poem, but I didn't want to ask you because of the.01% doubt. So I eagerly read it after you told me that indeed you had written a poem in a place where everyone becomes a poet. Your poem is personal but there is not a trace of egoism in it. You refer to the happiness of other people filling you with delight. And there's a clever Sufi touch in the wine that is really imagination and grace. I can assure you your poem radiates the peace which is its subject. I can feel it here in Minnesota, along the Mississippi River.