At the time of dawn
when the breeze
brings along
the sad smell of yours
a bird with bloody feathers and wings
passes through strange horizons of being
Staring at the corner of deep loneliness
I whisper
Ah, come my friend come
let us build a boat and let it go on the water
let us sail away one night
from this sad shore of sunset
on the face of God’s azure sea
under the spread sapphire roof of time
letting go of all beings and gone…
In this shore away from all
I stare at sad way of your lost steps only…
you passed this way one night
and never returned
the sky without you
is so sad
Moan hidden in each cloud’s chest
No one knows when they burst into tears
No one knows when they burst into tears
Farah Afshari -1980
