By Mohamed Chtatou
Morocco World News
Rabat, August 12, 2013
The lemon light
So restful
So calm
Drains colours
Of their vibrant hues
Creating superb muted shadows
Representing life
In its insistence
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The lemon lights
Drip from the silver clouds
Like droplets of perfume
Creating more motion
On the quiet surface
Of the river.
The whole vista
Is sweetly enveloped
In some sort of mist
Time and again
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Generous smiles
So intense
And so expressing
So much kindness
And hospitality
They seem to say
With no words
Nothing endures
Everything is fleeting
And so ephemeral
Here these pure souls
Have no birth
No death
No worry
Just lemony love
Lemony robes
Lemony prayers
All paths lead
To this lemon festival.
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The Mekong River
Majestically,
Timeless
And so proud
Flows endlessly
Creating life around
In its boundless beauty
And numerous worries.
Life is created
And made to unfold
In much love and drama
And the river goes on
Flowing and flowing.
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Suddenly
The city comes to life
Resounding
With the interplay of gongs
Guardians of the protective spirits
This is the dry season
The river seems so peaceful
Even so slothful
It flows almost unseen
Like the blood through the veins
The banks are makeshift gardens.
In the opposite bank
A small village
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The barking of stray dogs is impressive
Almost annoying
In so slumbersome atmosphere
Followed by a chanting
That draws the listener
Into the celebration
Of life and its joys
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Temple flowers
Release their scent
That spreads mystical peace
And inevitable slumber