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Paradise
heel-ball, heel-ball, /their snap of fingers /twirling in the shadows /cast by sun.
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Paradise

Bouncing heel-ball, heel-ball,
the boy dances while the music plays
and young girls snap their fingers,
prancing through the light and shadows
on this day.
Paradise.
Our garden blooms inside these walls:
pink frocked, yellow dressed,
wearing a blue striped shirt.
The fragrance of their gaiety
encircles grey haired elders
remembering days of Ridvan
of their youth.
They sway:
heel-ball, heel-ball,
their snap of fingers
twirling in the shadows
cast by sun.

Kare Enga [164.43] 2007-04-21


Note to readers: Ridvan (Persian: rez.van) = Paradise; it is a season of Baha'i Holy Days (Eve April 20 - May 2)
Author's note to self: written at 1st Day of Ridvan celebrations, Lawrence, Kansas.
© Copyright 2007 Kåre Enga en Costa Rica (UN: enga at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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