take a walk in paradise

Strange to watch it all unfold from this corner of the world

We have not reached your dying hour 

Yet summer’s showers fall heavily on our pavements 

Smiles are not strong enough to still the sun’s setting  

And you now, where do you find yourself? 

I hope somewhere on a field with lavish carpets 

Your footsteps sending stardust flying – floating, I hope 

Somewhere in a kingdom that knows not the word “loss” 

Or ending. 

 In Memoriam, Hodan Nalayeh (1976-2019)