first call September 24, 2014 ~ Sonya Kassam dawn fast approaches water splashed on sleepy eyes standing tall on hurriedly unrolled mats and the day’s first call of prayer Share this: Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related
Don’t you find it wonderful that the first call to prayer is almost immediately followed by the prayerful song of infinite birds? LikeLike Reply
Happy to hear that, thank you! It was a shorter version of The Day Breaks http://wp.me/p2qvHS-3o LikeLike Reply
Dear Sonya, Thank you for this almost haiku-like poem on a day’s beginning. All good wishes, robert LikeLike Reply
Don’t you find it wonderful that the first call to prayer is almost immediately followed by the prayerful song of infinite birds?
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Absolutely wonderful :)
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I love how you’ve written this!
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Happy to hear that, thank you! It was a shorter version of The Day Breaks http://wp.me/p2qvHS-3o
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this almost haiku-like poem on a day’s beginning.
All good wishes,
robert
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When I saw the prompt “first call” my mind immediately thought of this.
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Nice poem on first prayer of the day,I like it, Sonya.
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Pleased that you liked it Ranu.
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