This Too, Shall Pass Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

This too, shall pass

Last night I,
Had a dream.

A current, stream,
On it ran many leaves,
With apples, red and green.

I stood silently,
And observed consciously.

Did they talk?
I wondered!

But I heard,
Heard them well!

Do the eyes have ears?
Or can they translate?

Recalled our film prof,
Explained and told us:
"Show, don't tell! "

On the run, stream,
Small waves kept moving,
On and off increased,
If got wide, they decreased.

I remember one proverb,
Faced the sky and smiled,
"This one too, is to, pass! "

As the past is long gone,
Now, will be long gone!

Water's path, apples, leaves,
River's curves, streams,
The young and fetus, dead,
Palestine, Israel,
I saw Uighurs, China,
Odessa, and Afghan-Pakistan!