O Fatima

Look at me

With your tearful eyes.

See my heart.

It beats cold blood

Through its walls.

Your words ...so soft,

Freeze

At its rusted doors.

I feel nothing inside,

So empty ...cold...alone.

I lost you, Fatima,

When I embraced life

With my youthful soul.

Your eyes reproach me?!

Do not blame me.

Once I felt Life’s gentle touch

Sooth these yearning walls,

I wanted more.

I did not know

Its gentle touch

Would chain my soul.

O Fatima,

Release your cries

As loud as thunder

To break the chains

That clasp my soul.

Embrace me

With your wounded heart,

And call to me my faith of old.

O Fatima

Weep for me,

For my tormented soul.

Saba Hakim