Line in Water

* Silhouette of my mother and sister, REZA KARIMI

Note: The poem below by Iranian poet Ali Samavati was sent to us by our friend Farideh Hasanzadeh in repsonse to my own "Prayer for the Children of the Earth."

In light of posturing by the UK, Iran, the UN and the USA this week,
how amazing would if be if someone would notice that a line in water
is imprecise at best, easier to forgive than the incineration of whole
families, cities, villages, the infrastructure of the heart and body
politic that makes us human.
—SB

Prayer
for the Children of the Earth
© Susan Bright, 2002 (an American poet)

Let us all be children,
black eyes shining, blue eyes shining,
open wide to anyone, open to each other's
strangeness.

Let us be adults who live justice, make peace,
love each other, forgive the past.
Let us pitch the seeds of war to tar,
so they can't grow.

Let our children play on safe ground.
Let us repair ourselves and our governments.

Let us forgive each other.
Let us invent peaceful communities
for a living planet.

Let us all be children.
Let us shelter one another,
grieve together, cry like rain.
Let us heal the scar that came from
every horrible thing everyone has ever done.

Let's stop retaliating. Let us all be children.
black eyes shining. Blue eyes shining.




FORGIVING!
© Ali Samavati, 2007 (an Iranian poet)

Forgiving is a true human deed
A quality for our kind indeed

There are enough reasons to forgive
The best thing to take and the best to give

We forgive to be safe and secure
To be wise, honorable, and pure

We forgive to feel the peace of mind
To sense the merit of humankind

We forgive to see the power of sacrifice
To enjoy the delicious taste of paradise

We forgive to conceive the human goal
To prove our will and refine our soul

We forgive to remain with human grace
To reject the devil’s harmful embrace

We forgive for we know that one day
We need to be forgiven, in the same way

We forgive for it is a better option to choose
For it is an achievement with nothing to loose

We are given a merciful heart, a treasure to use
When God forgives, who are we to refuse?

*Silhouette of my mother and sister - REZA KARIMI

Painted from my childhood memory, my Persian mother and sister seated at a loom, weaving a Persian carpet. As a child I would sit and watch my Mother weaving a Persian rug and I remember her hands seeming to be of a monumental size. My sister, in the distance and to the left, helping my Mother, appeared so small to me. A silhouette of my Mother's face appears on the loom. This is one of my favorite Persian paintings and memories of my Iranian childhood.

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