Can Of Beans Poem by Najib Altawell

Stormy scene in a can of beans
Wild horses gallop in fear
Gang of wolves constantly
Howling
Blinding 'lighting' flashing
Insane
The echo of thunder crushing
The air



Stormy scene in a can of beans
Sand storm 'dancing machine'
Whistling sharply near a beetle
Then moving higher to
Vultures
Team
The dying sun sinks slowly
In an orange red yellow
Screen



Stormy scene in a can of beans
Scorpion sinks beneath the sand
As the darkness rule the
Land
Ancient memories flooded back
Of a monk lived
In a desert cave
Focusing closely
On a candle flame
With deep emotions
He chanted
Again and again




Stormy scene in a can of beans
A golden light filled
The cave
As the mantra sound
'Rose'
And rose
All the beasts in the land
Started
To 'move'
Close and closer
'Toward' the cave
But these were not real physical
Forms
But long lost human souls



Stormy scene in a can of beans
The monk ascended and
Left the scene
Vanishing with him
The original cave
But all the holly monk various
Chants
Still 'roam' the 'deserts' world
And some of the world
'Darkest' 'parts'



Stormy scene in a can of beans
I wish you well
And 'leave' you
Safe
With
Much more needed
Inner Peace