To my wonderful family who reads Mayari
…and most especially to those of you who took time to read this month-long series, to you goes out my immense love and gratitude for your kindness and caring, for the encouragement and warmth you extended in return, receiving these daily tankas.
May they bring you to a place where you have more understanding and compassion to give.
May they endow you with a strength and resolve to rise up day to day, face hardships and the horrors you see around you with the courage to speak up and take action.
May they remind you, having found renewed hope, to know how precious it is, and to hold on fast to it, to share it, so it becomes the flames that no despair, no evils that abound, has the power to extinguish.
I want to leave you with these lines in a poem from poet and translator of contemporary Arabic poetry, Khaled Mattawa. The poem is Now That We Have Tasted Hope.
Now that we have tasted hope
And dressed each other’s wounds with the legends of our
oneness
Would we not prefer to close our mouths forever shut
On the wine that swilled inside them?
Having dreamed the same dream,
Having found the water behind a thousand mirages,
Why would we hide from the sun again
Or fear the night sky after we’ve reached the ends of
darkness
Live in death again after all the life our dead have given us?
Love is eternal. Dreaming is infinite. Hope is without bounds.
Yours always,
Phynne~Belle
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