Who says you are no more?

Below are the words of Saba Mozakka, the daughter of a victim who died during the 7 July 2005 London bombings. Saba read out her poem at a remembrance ceremony in Regent Park, London, on the first anniversary of the tragedy which claimed 52 innocent lives. Her poem is extremely touching, and brings tears to my eyes. My deepest prayers are with those who have lost their loved ones, and to those who survived the bombings. I pray for peace and healing in our world.

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This poem is a translation of a Persian poem. It was written during the desperate days when we were searching for my mum, hoping -- desperately -- that we would find her...

The imprints of your breathe still adorn the beautiful colours of the flowerbed.
And the imprints of your feet on the threshold of the house,
On the stairs,
On the floor patterns on the carpet.
They still gaze at me, bewildered.

A sound is rising from our broken hearts.
Where are you? Where are you?

You have lent your smile to the flowers.
The entire house is the embodiment of your life.
Who says you are no more? Who says you are no more?
How can you not be?

O, incarnation of kindness. O, our dearest.
Hold our hands, for we are so lonely.

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