Mosul Soul

Kufic : Google Images

Long before ceasefire

from all ends

this soul

is a worn torn city

Rubble and ruins

of homes

and dreams

heartbeat is sometimes

akin to gunfight

The Mosul walls

and the Kufic love

 Tigris of time

full of  corpses

lonely burials in the snow

in Baramulla

and Kabul

choosing tombstones

by scores

once a soul

becomes its own coffin

only then

 the war is no more.

Presence/Absence

Healing and healers

dreaming and dreamers

and the in betweens

the could have beens

the never beens

the journeys

of bodies and souls

and the dreams

deep in the

Australian outback

a cave painting

or in a forsaken monastery

like a mummified monk

memories

homes, solaces

and tombs

all transitory

like a bird

on a wire

only the shaking

much after

knows its presence.