INESSA KALABEKOVA

Performing to the poem by Ibn Sina (avisina)

Performing to the poem by Ibn Sina (avisina) at the State Museum of History of Uzbekistan. 

Descended into you

from on high .. above

she

a dove

exuding aloofness and

out of your reach

 

She

who is out in the open

Hidden from the sight of all that know

She

who is without  veil

 

She came to you

unwilling

yet, perhaps,

will be loath to leave your body

She who exists

to morn

 

She alighted here but never

settled among us

yet when cam time to move on

she made her home  in the shadows

of the bleakest of ruins

 

Methinks she  has no recollection of lives she had at home lands

of times of dwellings  past

that she never was convinced

she would leave

 

Until as she was shackled to the “d” of  descent

and away from the “c” of her center in the vast beyond

 

She got weighed down  by the “h” of heavy

she found herself among the eradicated

trails and sign posts

 

Weeping she remembered her days of the home turf

with tears cascading

and have yet to stop

 

She morns the traces that were

obliterated by repeated blowing

of winds from all four directions

 

She morns being caught in the thicket of the trap?

Her being restrained by the (rib) cage

from soaring to the most

spacious .. eternal .. Spring

 

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