Yasaman Moussavi

Roots

#memories, #diaspora (2018)

Image of Roots - 2018
Image of Roots - 2018
Image of Roots - 2018
Image of Roots - 2018
Image of Roots - 2018
Image of Roots - 2018

The Roots1

I close my eyes Searching, to make sense of the space; Inside and out The dark but warm container of silence embraces me. I sink inside, like a snail in its shell And melt. Quietly, softly I sink inside (Pause)

Searching Breath in, breath out

A wind blows over me, Gentle, cold. I sink inside

Searching

A light shine in my shell Pleasant, bright.

Still searching

I raise my head. My arms Recall memories from a place; I found my roots through my dream.

Still, I feel suspended, fluttering between spaces inside and out!

Footnotes

  1. A poem by Yasaman Moussavi ↩