Through Eyes

By Susan Al Hafar

A swirling sea of mountainous clouds,

forever undulating into the distance,

they stopped to frame a jagged sphere

of piercing light,

And the sun has set the sky on fire,

burning the edges and

bleeding colour around,

intense blurring of my eyes.

 

We used to lie on our backs and watch,

until we’d see strange creatures in ornate carriages

and mysterious changing faces.

We’d imagine our lives away

in those lucid moments.

The future was ahead like a

ripe red berry waiting to be picked.

Dreams changed and faded

with the long white clouds.

And the skies changed many times,

but never lost their fascination.

 

Now I see them fresh,

through eyes of understanding,

And I see the signs of Al-Khaliq,

The knowing creator,

And it is an affirmation

of belief,

A reverence

where my heart

finds serenity at last.

 

Susan Al Hafar was born in New Zealand and now lives in London. She works in marketing and has a passion for creative writing including poetry.