The Wind




In unwitnessed ocean storms at night you’ll find me
where whispers are heard but yells are not
or perhaps I shall visit the molten core
of mother earth to be in quietude
If I race backwards around
the geographic pole
North or South
no matter
can time
or shall I be
the cosmic wind
blowing through the universe
to unknown galaxies and skipping the black holes
that wait for me to lose my concentration and pull me in

Meet Iranian Singles

Iranian Singles

Recipient Of The Serena Shim Award

Serena Shim Award
Meet your Persian Love Today!
Meet your Persian Love Today!