Dancing at Sunset

Sun setting

on the olive field

as we dance

together

reflects in your eyes as flames

igniting your soul

 

smouldering

my head on your chest

hearts beating

together

dancing in the olive field

forever entwined.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie B&P’s Shadorma and Beyond: Zeki Majed – September 24, 2016

This week Paloma has asked us to continue to follow Candy’s lead by reinterpreting an existing poem as a shadorma with a syllable count of 3/5/3/3/7/5,  which can be one stanza or several . Today’s poem is by Syrian poet, Zeki Majed:

Dancing in the Olive Field

With your fragile soul in my arms
We move with the rhythm of our hearts
Side to side, left and right
We both feel love inside
For each other, for the sight
Of the setting sun, for your beautiful eyes
Where I see the reflection of the moon rise
As we are moving with the wind
So gentle, yet the entire world can feel
The passion which we carry when our bare feet
Slide across the land like a summer breeze
With your head on my chest, your hands in mine
We are dancing in the olive field…
With a sinful smile…
The scent of heaven reaches my tears
That travel across my face
Full of sorrow, that leaves
Like the autumn leaves
Waiting to be replaced by spring…
Like the happiness that you bring
When we are dancing in the olive field…
Side to side, left and right
Forever intertwined…with you my darling
As we…are dancing in the olive field…

(c) Zeki Majed, 2015