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Bahrain Re-visited
by Gloria Martillano

My slumber reached for the
ritual of love lost, now
regained while dawn broke
ushered by the measured chanting of
worshippers.

I stared at the stillness of
the sea and the steadfast
serenity of the looming mosque.
Nostalgia in its nonchalance
brushed the walls of my heart.

Nothing changed.
The same love for the land
was there; the same mutuality
among friends forged on unchanged.

Bahrain regained… Love
renewed and lost again. In losing
I found peace. As the silence
gently snipped the cord of attachment,
another plaintive chant
heralds the coming of
another promise land.

© Gloria Martillano

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