A poem and a song

I will post about the Camino eventually. I have so many thoughts about it that it’s still hard to process, even though I’ve been home for nearly 2 months. I did it, and it was simultaneously the most difficult and most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. (Besides having my babies, of course.) One day when I have time and clarity I’ll write more about it.

In the meantime, here is a poem. And a song by a favorite. ❤

I Will Greet the Sun Again

I will greet the sun again
and the little river that once ran in me
and the clouds that were my ruminations
and the aching blooms of the poplar trees,
my companions in those seasons of drought.

I will greet the crowd of crows again,
who brought me their rich perfumes,
gifts from the gardens of night,
and my mother who lived in the mirror
and whose shape was my own in old age.

I will greet the earth again,
who in her lust to create me again,
fills her fiery belly with seeds of green.

I am coming, I am coming, I will come again,
with my long hair dripping the scent of the dirt,
with my eyes inflicting the density of darkness,
with brambles I’ve picked from the far side of the wall.

I am coming, I am coming, I will come again,
and the doorway will once more be filled with love
and I’ll greet the lovers standing in the doorway,
and the little girl there,
still standing in love.

-Forough Farrokhzad