Can you hear the cicadas calling <br />Can you, can you? <br /> <br />Can you see the dream filled yachts <br />In the calm bay resting, <br />On silver sequins, <br />With moon a glowing? <br />Can you, can you? <br /> <br />Can you smell the baked earth’s dusting <br />The pine tree’s resin, <br />the wood fires cooking <br />and the hill herb’s scenting <br />Can you, can you? <br /> <br />Will you answer the Imam’s calling <br />From minarets towering, <br />By ancient walling, <br />for the Faithful’s kneeling <br />To prayers, to prayers? <br /> <br />Can you picture village dogs loping <br />Past pomegranates ripening <br />And cats back’s arching <br />at cockerels deciding <br />Sun’s up! Sun’s up! <br /> <br />Can you feel the warm sea beck’ning, <br />The people smiling, <br />your heart beat calming <br />and the future writing <br />can you, can you? <br /> <br />Do you find your mind’s returning, <br />Your soul’s in longing <br />With dream filled yearning <br />and thoughts keep wand’ring <br />Back here, back here? <br /> <br />Can you hear the cicadas calling <br />to you, to you?<br /><br />Sailing to windward<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-cicadas-of-selimiye/
