I wake up from the night before
I realize that I have watched Bahareh.com go through the eye of the needle and into the world of the web of internet
Somehow I have given birth, but there are no post birth pains, no cramps, no blood
I only have a throbbing on the tip of my toe
It must be where I had dipped my foot in hell before I entered heaven
The birth took place in a home with my family of life
The family that only sees me for me and for nothing else at all
There was a hospital bed but I was not on it
My mother, my brother’s mother was lying on the bed with broken bones but healing my heart
Every time she caught sight of my smile and my flight she said yet one more prayer from the bottom of her heart
Amma put the first bite of sweet cake into my mouth
It tasted sweeter than any milk from the flesh
My sister had prepared the cake with her soul
She held me as I came up from bowing down to the greatness of Allah’s light
My brother’s wife had given so much of herself so my brother could work on the site
My niece only played scare auntie a couple of times the rest of the time she smiled confidence into my soul
Farzaneh jan, thank you for giving me the sweetness of life from your pure palm
My blood mother was also there, we talked to her on the phone
She had been praying for hours before the call to any prayer
The carrier of secrets, my friend Raz was present at every wink of the eye
I am certain all our fathers were looking over us
Our father Lord in heaven encompassing us
And our mother of mothers mother of Pearls and the virgin mother watching another miraculous
Birth
Bismillah
The first word that took the first step into the world of Bahareh.com
My brother there by my side making sure I was taking the next step and pushing the next button with care
The name of Allah entered the world of light once again through the internet
This time by a press of a button and twitting all those who would hear the twit of a bird in flight
Then Facebook, then WordPress, then YouTube
Bahareh.com
is connected and
Alive
Thanks so much for sharing the birth of bahareh.com with me. This was such a powerful poem. I feel as if I was there for her birthday, in the delivery room, and then in the nursery. Such depth of feeling and such empathy and compassion in every word and sentence. I especially love when you say “I only have a throbbing on the tip of my toe. It must be where I had dipped my foot in hell before I entered heaven.” Wow. Such incredibly powerful imagery. Wow. Wow. Wow.
I can see and “hear the twit of a bird in flight”. Is it the yellow canary flying across the meadow? Is it you? How lovely you are in flight, flying in words through computer screen right before my eyes.
Thanks for letting me celebrate bahareh.com’s birthday with you. I am so happy to be able to read you online everyday.
Dearest Secret Admirer, but the truth of the matter is that you have been with me with every breath in the womb…. truly in the last 9 months had it not been for your care and gentle touch, I am not sure we would have seen the birth of Bahareh.com so soon.
We are all born into life for a reason, until a while ago I was looking for my reason to breath…
Since i started sending you my first poems i have started to feel the heart beat of the light in my words and in every breath.
Thank you for sharing of your essence so i could learn to breath and fly. Always… And truly…. Bahareh