Excursion

I climbed up rock-ribbed steps panting
thump bump thump went my footsteps,
here prayer is heard and saints are seen
beneath woodlands are stretching green.

Asudden darkness loomed, oh breath in
a tomb confined, where deep and nether
hermit was left to lie. I gasp, speechless.

“Finch, sparrow and hawk” he mumbled,
before I could decipher that information,
a blood curdling scream pierced the air ―

Blinded, by the unforgiving sun, I heard a
booming voice, coming from beneath the
mountains. ‘Hustler!’ I climb up carrying
thought, that entered, breaking free from
cold prison of my mind.

In a flash the message came through loud
and clear, ‘be mindful of earth’s resources
aware of the timing of your actions and to
sing our soul’s song.’

If you think that’s enough, to make things
better, then I have a bridge to sell you.

 

 

Photo credits:Β WallpaperSafari

Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads

14 Responses

  1. Kerry says:

    You have described this perilous journey to perfection.. a dizzying perspective on the challenge.

  2. Jim says:

    Well, I don’t see how it would make things better. But if you say. A voice from the who-knows-where gets attention.
    ..

  3. I believe that voice got her/your attention. Great take on the prompt.

  4. I really like the last two stanzas. They say so much about the way things are at the moment, and why they are that way.

  5. kaykuala h says:

    If you think that’s enough, to make things
    better, then I have a bridge to sell you.

    A good discovery! One is always protected. The sincere hearted will always gain certainly, Sanaa!

    Hank

  6. grapeling says:

    Sanaa, what a cool poem – love how you incorporated that saying in your final couplet. thanks for adding your pen ~

    • Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Michael πŸ˜€ so glad you liked it ❀️

      (Thank you for the inspirational prompt) πŸ™‚

  7. Oh Sanaa, you are so wicked! I never suspected. I love the way you built up this fabulous fantasy, sucked me right in, and then undercut it in a couple of quick, cynical, sensible lines.

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