The Fashioner of Things

By Susan al Hafar

Frost splattered 

pavements, ice thrown 

and scattered,

shimmering under sunlight,

like a thousand 

sparkling diamonds,

sprinkled jewels grinding 

on the ground, 

underneath my feet.

 

Snowflakes floating down,

like fluffy lumps 

of wool,

but perfectly symmetrical,

each one individual,

showing signs of Al-Musawwir,

(the fashioner of things).

Snow falls 

outside my window

where inside,

I am warm.

 

Fog thick and hazy

grounding planes and 

causing chaos,

a haunting ghostly 

smoky backdrop 

for romantic classic novel writers,

inspiring spoken words and prose 

from mouths of poets,

movements caught

where time ticks slower,

the hurried hanging longer,

to linger with hot breaths 

in icy stagnant air,

to feel the beauty 

of the winter

deep in their hearts,

to know and to strengthen, 

their connection with Allah.

 

Susan Al Hafar was born in New Zealand and now lives in London. She works in marketing and has a passion for creative writing including poetry.