Now are we given
The chance to be as innocent
As the sun-thirsty flower or
The bee, searching.

What have we forgotten
About this Earth, this rain, and do we
Still greet the dawn
Or thank the earth for carrying
Our footsteps
Now are we given the chance to remember.

Nations like unto us have we forgotten to see
Our reflection in the eyes
Of the birds and
Gazelle, or the shifting, angry seas?
Now are we given the chance to look.

This Earth, this
Gift is not the same
As it was
When the moon was split or
The seas opened.

We have forgotten
How to send our prayers on the wind to heaven
And respect the pomegranate tree for giving
Her rubies to the birds.

This moon of revelation has
Given us the chance
To be more than what we were and to
Remember the soil in which our roots are twined. ^


by Ebrahim, winner of Poetry Competition
Art & Culture Team / islamonline