from his minaret
a muezzin calls,
seeing new light lengthen
into shadows on the streets
as those of prayer approach,
first of five calls
that he never forgot
he served god as a voice,
sound of wings caught attention
a white falcon landed before him
perched on stone edge
head tilted
eyes spoke more than the beak,
voice faltered in mid call
from the remnants of dark
tattered crows flew in
looking for the rejected brother
kaf left behind,
muezzin touched falcons face
communicating
as the faithful below watched,
crows taunted minaret
hollow eyes caught flash
of gold,
muezzin had been spoken to
a journey to be undertaken
to which of the seven valleys
he was unsure,
he had to find the bond and unity
that once nurtured earth
as he had remembered it,
with falcon on arm
stepped down spiral staircase
a purpose found
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Hello Christopher, this is my second attempt to comment on… In the greatness… (internet probs) I was interested straight away when you very kindly dropped by my new very limited blog. As I soon saw you live in The Wirral where indeed I was born, actually in Heswall, lived in Irby and went to West Kirby Grammar School. As my childhood was idyllic to me, the beautiful surrounds and easy times are often recalled with smiles and warmth.The family moved to Perth Australia in 1965 and I now reside in Melbourne, these past 37 years.
In the greatness… brought to me vivid imagery of calling to prayer, exotic minarets and introduced me to ‘muezzin’ a word I had not heard before but now know. These words… with falcon on arm stepped down spiral staircase a purpose found.. makes me think your Muezzin obviously was called to embrace greatness. Other imagery also took my fancy, to me the exotic prayer call, minarets, mosques amongst The Wirral of my childhood, vivid indeed. Cheers from OZ. Susan (Maximum9510)
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I love how ‘a journey to be undertaken’ creates a space within the poem for what was before and what comes after.
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Thank you Steven
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Hello Christopher I found …in the greatness.. very visual and strikingly descriptive. Calling to prayer evokes curious intrigue for me of a people I know little of in reality. Upon reading your profile I was thrilled to see you hail from The Wirral , as do I, actually born in Heswall, lived in Irby and went to West Kirby Grammar. My visual with minarets and The Wirral is interesting to say the least. I have lived in Australia since 1965. Thankyou for droppping by my blog Cheers Max
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Thanks Max great to hear from a fellow Wirralonian
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