Madrason writer

(24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Aisha Leeft


Aisha kamelenbedwingster
couscous van gisteren
eigenwijs en ook nog geen maagd
dat jij je leven waagt
in de waagschaal van traditie
ik bewonder je moed
oneindig en goed
als een oase
in dorre woestijnen
zo kon je verdwijnen
op zoek naar jezelf
gesneden
besneden van de
reden tot genot
en dat alles voor God
Allah Akbar
Insha'Allah
meisje
als bewijsje
fonkelende steen
zoals er geen
meer te vinden is
in onredelijke
zee-en
en dieptes van gemis.

Submitted: Monday, July 22, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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