Haunting Fruit and Innocent Wish-2b
Continued from 2A
My mind drinks in the smorgasbord that lays before me
Baskets of mangos, papayas, apricots
Red and green peppers
Nuts and dates in white porcelain covered metal bowls
Spices in see through plastic bags
A stone bowl with unusual markings holds Cayenne peppers
I feel overwhelmed by all the sites and sounds
Not sure where I should rest my eyes
Fully alive yet blind to all that I cannot see
So I close my eyes
allowing my heart to s l o w down
calm, quiet, present
becoming one with my now
In that moment from the corner on my eye
I see a poor woman with her child
Turning towards them
I watch as she places a few coins in a vendors hands
He reaches under his counter for the lesser things
The not so pretty and less vibrant things
things that someone like me would toss away
These rotting things she places in her child’s hands
His need temporarily satiated
His is a look of thankfulness
Her look is one of sadness and wishes
Still she wears her tattered robes with a noble bearing
Myself I feel my shoulders slump
my abundance weighing heavily
my selfishness
my lack of need
my lack of awareness
This willful ignorance
This emptiness
This decaying from within
So I walk towards them
Reaching into my leather bag
As I fumble for my bills I slip
falling flat upon the dusty ground
my white robes covered in dirt
I am bankrupt in spirit and hands
Invisible except for too the eyes of a boy
This boy is now in a man’s body
He is wearing a white thawb
me I am a small child in tattered robes
bare feet, soiled face
clutching to rotting fruit
The noble woman grabs my hand
Saying “Come Come my son I have much to show you!”
The man in white looks at her and asks “Do I know you?
She says “I am no one...
He reaches into a leather bag and hands her a few bills
As he walks away, she whispers “ wishes do come true.
Note: this is the work of Richard Lamoureux on my request. I am thankful to him for helping me in giving life to the topic
Copyright © Muhammad Imtiaz | Year Posted 2018
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