Not a crease across the spine. Not a dog ear between the pages.
I pulled it down from the shelf, hoping it would inspire a poem.
My hope was mislead. But I did learn the sky has a remarkable influence on the Muslim faith:
Allah had put these signs in the sky for a purpose. The stars helped Muslims to work out the direction to Mecca; while the Sun indicated the five times of day when they must pray. The first appearance of the crescent Moon marked the beginning of a new Islamic month. And – by investigating the heavens – Muslim scholars would literally get closer to knowing the mind of God.
Faith and science speaking with each other.
Rare.
Keep those unread books close. Someday they’ll reveal a new truth.
Like Baggio, Ribéry has the close dribbles. The unexpected changes in speed and direction.
Like Baggio, Ribéry chops the ball past hairy ankles and mud stained socks. And accelerates past hapless fullbacks.
They both play with 5-a-side joy.
They both leave memories for the fans.
But Ribéry has healthier knees.
We must close with Eduardo Galeano on Baggio:
In recent years no one has given Italians better soccer or more to talk about. Roberto Baggio’s game is mysterious: his legs have a mind of their own, his foot shoots by itself, his eyes see the goals before they happen.
Baggio is a big horsetail that flicks away opponents as he flows forward in an elegant wave. Opponents harass him, they bite, they punch him hard. Baggio has Buddhist sayings written under his captain’s armband. Buddha does not ward off the blows, but he does help suffer them. From his infinite serenity, he also helps Baggio discover the silence that lies beyond the din of cheers and whistles.
Eduardo Galeano, Soccer in Sun and Shadow , pg 226