From Here to Persepolis
Desert star of melting silver,
Gleaming through the clouds
The crossroads of desert merging in midnight's gloom,
From here to Persepolis
This royal road of ghost castles, disappearing into nowhere,
Neath glowing starshine
Like fields of rubies in the night.
Crescent moon in the heights of clouds, luminous, over desert vistas
I hear the Silk Road calling me
Toward endless mountains, unconquered in the purple night
My dreams, my treasure, slipping by like hot desert sands
Carried by the wind over crossroads of infinity.
Castles crumble in the clouds
As Shahrazad sings her songs to the wind,
In waves of desire, over Parthian roads of barrenness
My passion burning like stars in the sky
Feeling the warm caress of desert winds against my face
As I follow my love to the end of time,
Through the swirling sands of Persian nights.
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I hope to make it out to the Middle East someday and explore its lands... Such a beautiful portrait and narrative you write here. Really enjoyed this.
Thanks!
Always nice to hear from you, Neocon! Glad you liked my Persia poem. I was in the Middle East several times in the 70's. When I was an exchange student, I lived there for 9 months. Some of it is still in my subconscious. The recent developments in Iran have awaked my fascination with Middle Eastern culture. I hope the Iranians succeed in installing a democratic government there.