Shameela Yoosuf Ali
As I sit dissolving into the ageless sky
Once blue with my tears
yet again mauve with my blisses
My gist gaits along the kites swiftly.
My great grandfathers bled and sweated
To turn this dry terrain a heaven blessed.
This land is fertile with dreams
Dreams which nestle alluring spells
This is where my life seed was rooted
A sprout into a tender tree I blossomed.
I married my man
I walked in endless roads of destiny...
Unlocking mysteries and locking histories ...
Gathering wings to my dreams...
Flying high colouring the clouds...
Wandering feet of mine are in farthest lands
Yet my soul is hooked up in this tiny Island
Each day I retire with peace
Knowing my roots are safe deep within…
Blessed home of mine
2013.February.04
On the Independence Day of SRI LANKA – My beloved Motherland.
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