I am overjoyed to announce that this poem was published by The Palestine Chronicle. In all honesty, it was not written for self enrichment and it is enormously gratifying to me to know that it will be read by those whom it was written expressly for – the brave, loving and resilient people of Palestine. I encourage you to follow their link below if you seek objective information about the true state of affairs in that region and, if you can, please consider making a small donation to enable them to continue their much-needed work.
This is primarily a quick update to introduce my latest piece of work entitled Anemones’ Dreams. The link will take you to a recording I made of it, along with a short message for the brave and resilient people of Palestine. I urge you to continue to stay informed about that situation and you’ll find some excellent resources in the links bar, where you are getting the straight goods, direct from the source. I would highly suggest, if you are interested in staying current, to bookmark the following:
There are many sites that report on the “Palestinian Issue” from a hands-on and objective position, unlike MSM and their propaganda and lies that would have us believe that Palestinian’s lives and future are less important than the rest of the world.
It is the incompetence and severe lack of integrity displayed by the “negotiators” that have ensured that no peace solution is ever found…. or ever will be. This is merely another part of the global plan of domination that puts bankers and tycoons in a position that they were not elected to – by the people – and have no interest in their welfare, save for the amount of blood and money that can be wrung from them. The entire charade of the “peace talks” is laughable, if you are in mood to do so, and the threats made to the Palestinian people (and many other countries), should they continue to seek their rightful freedom from an occupying force, is beyond reprehensible. WMD’s in Iraq, and now magically in Syria and Iran, the cover-up of the horrid butchery and savagery being implemented by the TNC with ZATO’s tacit approval and support, daily bombings in Yemen, destruction of the infrastructure of numerous countries and we can’t forget the US’s favorite – rendition for guilty and innocent alike… these are merely a small sample of the actions of these same “peace brokers” who now threaten impoverished and defenseless Palestine and any who would dare to side against the will of governments of Israel and the US. These are not the results of actions by the people – they are the demands made by cowards who would send others to their death to make a few extra dollars or to keep their own butt out of jail or the headlines.
OK, deep breath, Nick….
One thing is certain… if we fall into despair then that is exactly what we attract to us. For reasons I can’t fully express here, what is happening in Palestine plays some part in my purpose for being here. Is my contribution to be a simple poem and little more, as far as supporting those brave and resilient people? I sincerely hope not. They have endured more hardship on a daily basis than many of us have in years and yet they still strive for freedom – a right granted by international law – despite having the deck stacked against them by greedy and psychotic politicians and corporate cowards in the shadows. Ooops did I say that?
In some of the above links, they have thoughtfully included photos. I urge you to take a look at the faces and the hardships they face each day…. but also their beautiful country. Deeply spiritual, my research into getting to know these people from afar has been an eye opener, on many levels.
With few material resources, I wanted to do something for them, a gift that would be entirely theirs that nobody could take away from them. The following poem is the result and it was composed with enormous love for those courageous and beautiful people. I have sent it away as a possible submission in a Palestinian-oriented paper but I am including it here for your enjoyment.
Dotted on a barren hillside, a group of flowers live,
Spread in bright red families, they are always active.
In the cold of winter they rise to life, defying every odd,
And remain in place, for the native race, and those from far abroad.
For time untold, the group had lived in the sprawling meadow,
Outside of ancient town Bil’in, from a time quite long ago.
Spread out among the many valleys, they adopted every village,
The family living near Bil’in, felt their role a privilege.
In December dawns the darkest month, with nights both dark and cold,
And when hope among their village fades, they take a step that’s bold.
To remind the humans whom they watch over, to never give up love,
They slowly change to full crimson shade, with blessings from above.
And then the coming of warming spring, they slowly fade from sight,
As those who have been slumbering, react to God’s great light.
New life comes forth with diversity, and there’s great warmth in the air,
And the new life takes on the timeless task of balancing despair.
The anemones then fade to sleep, while others take their place,
In a cycle that is old as time, and known by the native race.
While asleep, they dream great dreams, of a world filled with peace,
Where nations have stopped useless wars, with hostilities that cease.
The air is clear, the water pure, and no one lacks for food,
Schools flourish with eager students, each in a joyful mood.
A sturdy home and the needs of life, are enjoyed by every family,
And life moves on free from strife, with no need to be angry.
A dream you say, that will never happen, but are you really sure?
Consider the life of the anemone, and the weather they endure.
During winter nights, they spring to life, awaking from their dream,
When others need to hibernate, awaiting spring’s sunbeam.
The next time you pass the family, that chose to be your friends,
Send a thought of love to them, as they truly are Godsends.
For outside of sight and bathed in light, Jibril looks on with love,
His messages to those below have been seen as a dove.
For now, the anemones sleep and dream, of a world filled with light,
And in due time they will spring to life, bathed in winter’s moonlight.
Until that time, try to hold the line, and seek strength in your prayers,
For understand the angels and the flowers work in pairs.
By Nick Nash, dedicated to the brave and loving people of Palestine.
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