Rise
Rise, Rise.
The dawning of a new day.
Suburbs lay quiet,
resting under the blanket of morning clouds,
only the treetops and buildings remain visible.
Early flights begin slowly:
Birds alone; birds in flocks.
People in flocks,
gathered in the single, man-made vehicle of flight.
Doves coo,
while the geese –
University residents they are –
pass by,
unmistakable by their crude callings.
Cars multiply,
and taxis begin their day.
The hum of humanity
returns to prominence.
The world turns,
people awaken,
busy-ness soon to return.
Yet for all the activity of mankind,
nature remains — as it has always been –
constant, and peaceful.
On the horizon,
from behind the silhouette of mountains,
the big orange ball of fire peeks out:
growing bigger — more visible –
with each passing second.
Warmth and light,
at first in its infancy,
but within the hour,
elevated above the clouds,
growing stronger and more radiant.
May this day be the beginning:
The beginning of a new chapter.
The leaving behind of much
that has shackled you to stagnation.
The departure from futile occupations.
With this rising,
may you rise above
the murky waters of your past.
May you be elevated beyond who you are,
to who you are becoming.
May the Light of this day — this start,
be accompanied by Truth, Courage, Wisdom, and Opportunity.
For this day has come with all those things,
and all you have to do is look deep within,
and recognise the capabilities
planted within your very being.
On this day,
may the Peace and Blessings of the Almighty be with you,
stay with you,
and shine through you.
Rise.
The day has begun.
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This piece is from my book — Let it Flow. In celebration of its 2-year anniversary, I’m giving away the PDF for free for a limited period. If you’d like a copy, please email me or leave a comment below.
© Yacoob Manjoo
