From rapture to reality

by Nasim Asl

Just listen; birdsong.
A gathering light, half of a yellow sun; a thousand splendid suns.
Promise me the singing; the harsh cry of the heron
Before the dark; after the dawn; one day; elsewhere.

Just one look; love walked in.
The fault in our stars sing you home before I go to sleep.
Handle with care, promise me – I am the messenger; I am the world;
Heavens net is wide across the nightingale floor.

Just in case; the subtle knife.
The riddle a song of ice and fire – a storm of swords.
The glass palace shattered, catching fire. Northern lights long lost.
The heart of darkness too close to home.