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Some say we came 
from the sea 
and some can name 
the way 
we shall return: 

Tibetan monks descend on
the nation’s capital
with healing in their saffron robes
and laughter in their chants.

You chose a wife for her beauty and vulnerability
and planted her in your inherited acre 
where your sweat and intuition shaped the fruits
of your coupling. Two girls and two boys looked

The prophet says: 
I have earned a right to the voice of prophecy. 
I have suffered and seen the future 
and suffered by the seeing. 

Shy people would be kings and queens 
of their own secret realms. 
They might require everyone to wear sunglasses
for an hour every day while conversing 
with strangers. 

Moshan Fani, in the Dabistan, or School of Manners,
tells how in Zardusht’s dream 
the only light was the fire of a kind of purity 
burning like a star far beyond 
the dark side of ordinary evil. 

She turns at the well, the pot on her hip,
            resting before filling it, 
lifting it, returning home. The Pool of Siloam.
            Hezekiah’s Water Tunnel,