Worlds Apart
We seem to be worlds apart, you and I.
You say salam as I say hello.
Your time moves with a gentle purpose
As mine hurries to be rushed.
Even though your veil covers your hair,
You still feel the same wind, the same sun.
Even though we speak two tongues,
We still appreciate the other's presence.
This land you call home varies region to region
As my home varies state to state.
We both understand the value of people,
We both appreciate our lands.
To each his internal rhythm and beauty,
To each her dreams and fears.
We seem to be worlds apart, you and I,
But we're much closer than we think.
---Jennifer Jae Boyd---
An original poem written in Morocco
We seem to be worlds apart, you and I.
You say salam as I say hello.
Your time moves with a gentle purpose
As mine hurries to be rushed.
Even though your veil covers your hair,
You still feel the same wind, the same sun.
Even though we speak two tongues,
We still appreciate the other's presence.
This land you call home varies region to region
As my home varies state to state.
We both understand the value of people,
We both appreciate our lands.
To each his internal rhythm and beauty,
To each her dreams and fears.
We seem to be worlds apart, you and I,
But we're much closer than we think.
---Jennifer Jae Boyd---
An original poem written in Morocco
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