The Most Great Prison

The Most Great Prison Thanks dollarphotoclub.
The Most Great Prison
Thanks dollarphotoclub.

O Akka, Most Great Prison city

I long to count your salty waves

To walk along your once filthy streets

Is the longing of my life’s days

O to climb the steps and walk the pathways

In the foot steps of my Beloveds paces

See the sky light that claimed the life of Mihdi

Go to the market where the Master gave to all races

His coats and shirts from of His blessed back daily

Sit again in the room where The Book of Laws revealed

Standards and truths for our new day’s world spiritually

Anticipation Lua felt approaching by sea she was healed

The Exemplar let her come after O so long and finally

Cabled her the words she so longed to hear

May I approach you again? Am I ready, tell me?

Yes, yes, I have nothing to fear.

Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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