Jack Kennedy: Music
Trea
(Jack Kennedy)
I had just read "The Zahir" by Paul Coello...this is an novel about obsession: “Zahir, in Arabic, means visible, present, incapable of going unnoticed…someone or something, which once we come in contact with, gradually occupies our every thought until we can think of nothing else, considered a state of holiness or madness.”
Trea
Trea, another time and place,
Trea, I see a wonderful face,
Trea, with her angelic hair,
I turned around and she wasn’t there
Trea, is the sound of the night,
light of the moon, the cool of the light,
she’s my obsession, my singular goal,
she is the zahir who has captured my soul?
Trea, in my head when I’m taking a shower,
Trea, in my hands when I’m holding a flower,
Trea, in my every breath,
Trea, feels like life, feels like death.
Trea, like summer on a street in July,
rain on my skin, dust in my eye,
As if tomorrow became history,
why did I choose her, or did she choose me?
©Jack Kennedy, August 6, 2006