My hair drifts with the beat of the wind
My dress is crafted with prime Giza cotton: a breathable, warm layer
My limbs unwind to the countryside music
My canoe yields to the rhythm of the Nile
Escorted by the ever so light swoosh of the creatures that call the sweet water home
The rocks kiss the Nile in delight
The Lotus blossoms emanate an oh, so sweet fragrance
and the Papyrus Reeds remind me of how the Egyptians
Left us with a surface and a passion to write
The birds hum
as I take in what encompasses the River:
The crystal-like sand dunes made specially for the camel's padded hoof
The deep rooted palm trees that release the sweet desert fruits
Along with the evident, robust smell of the Earth's soil
They all smile at the bank of water
Recalling it as the source of vitality
The sound I love to hear the most is the rippling
Of the River
The same water that quenched the thirst of our ancestors:
The very water that the Pharaohs touched
And left behind a memory book within the stream of the Nile
As I make my way through beauty
Engulfed in Earth's most pure element: water
Nostalgic thoughts pass
My mind
Unapologetically
Reeling in the days that passed when I watched the river banks flow
Steadily
Subtly
Beautifully
Into the iridescent horizon
When the sun sets on the Nile
The powerful and radiant sun that Nefertiti admired
You will see clearly how nature
Was Egypt's first friend
I long for the world to see and feel
The soft, slow, and beautiful
Rhythm of the Nile
When it sings
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Painting: Moushera Maaraba of the Divine Arts of Egypt Project and Barb Cram of Falls Church Arts, Inc. The papyrus painting is called "A New Legacy – Contemporary Art of Egypt present in the U.S.
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How I Became The Sea
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