Daylight fades as I step inside
My chariot for the day
Belongings around me,
Whispers surround me,
Last call for passengers
We’re on our way
The city’s still breathing
Practically screaming
Each voice wanting first to be heard
Patiently we wait
We watch
We listen
Shades open, eyes closed
Through the window
The sun and the road meet the trees
The sun and the trees meet my dreams
Both competing
For my attention
The Muezzin’s song
Pulls me awake
As the sun makes its final bow
Citizens and travelers,
Devotees and nonbelievers,
Ride on, enduring
Somehow
An accurate description of my trip to Şile this weekend in poem form to celebrate World Poetry Day! I can’t wait to nerd out with my students.
To keep the ball rolling:
One of my all time favorite poems being read on one of my all time favorite shows
Pay for your coffee with a poem today!
