Serene canyons opened wide and narrow by tectonic violence Now smooth and inviting with melody and uneven rhythm A lost city of caves and temples carved into the red stone And the ruins that force the imagination to fill them back again with ancient glory. Angry Gods that shook the ground twice An empire built, lost and abandoned But the stories behind the kohl-lined eyes remain Unhidden for those willing to see and listen. In the Temple of High Sacrifice I place the warrior Jabril next to the white onyx egg As a newborn at the feet of a father king Waiting to be seen and recognized as his own So I bring both to my eyes and say, I see you And to my heart and say, I love you And to my arms and say, I’ll protect you And to the sky and say: This here is my son who I see, love and protect Join me in welcoming him to the world Help him find his place among us Guide him with your trust And let him realize the gifts he has for us. Soon after amidst the ruins of the Royal Tombs A young boy named Ali Sees in me an older brother But his spirit is a thousand years older He breaks down walls with a simple gaze and Puts the entire world in his hand with a singe smile. He brings me down to his mother to have tea And as I hold his sister in my arms I listen to soft stories of life inside the stones. The sun is setting, it’s time to return to ordinary time I purchase turquoise and red coral for my mother Before saying goodbye, perhaps forever To my ancient family in Petra. (at Petra, Ma`An, Jordan) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bwe1upRgsbq/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1a9qy27j2ozvn
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