A blessed Declaration of the Bab, Holy day. A poem written a while ago in honour of the day.
First light
soft peach spreading over earth’s
Green skin.
Glimmerings of light
promise warmth to bathe in.
Monochromes of green
wash away the peach light spilling
everywhere
New ways spreading in seeds
planted soul by Soul.
Soul catching light
drinking it in
breathing it out.
Mulla Husayn has woken
to taste the first light.
By June Perkins
– From a collection in progress – Virtues Hands
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