Welcoming “Spring” – Celebrating “Norooz”

Springing Forward, In To Action ..
From On High, An Eagle Rising ..

Catapulted In to A valley, Through The river ..
The ray Of Sun, Ever Present ..

As The Flowers Bloom, The Butterflies Roam ..
The Honey Bee, Buzzing Around Every Where ..

The Heavy Weight Of Snow, Almost all But Gone ..
The whispers Of Wind, Calling Us For spring ..

The newness Of Every Thing, All But Evident ..
The sweet Scent Of Flowers, Conquering all ..

Beauty, shedding Itself All Over ..
The Heaviness Of winter, Shedding Its Weight ..

Slowly But surely, Everything Starts A New ..
The Spirit rises, Darkness Gone ..

Come My Brother, Let Us Celebrate Norooz ..
With All Our Hearts, Filled With Joy ..

My Religion Is My New Year, All Blessing A Plenty ..
My Prayer Is Haft-Sin, My Quran The Shahnameh ..

Norooz was Ours, Before Any Religion ..
The Newness Of The Year, All within Us ..

My Brethren, Celebrate Norooz ..
The Depth Of Our Being, The root Of Our Civilization ..

Remember Kourosh, Dariush, And all The Great Men Of The Past ..
The Great Ferdowsi, Who Reminded Us Of Our Greatness ..

In Your Heart, You Are First and Foremost An Iranian ..
A Jew, Gentile, Or Muslim ..

The Blood Of Dariush Flows In Your Vein ..
Reza Shah stands Guard For us ..

Great Men such As Mossadeq And others ..
Made Us Realize, How Great We Could Be ..

Being An Iranian, Is Within Our Bones ..
Greatness, Within Every Atom Of Our Being ..

Never Forget, Who You Are ..
Who You Can Be, And Who You Will Be ..

Never ..
“Lose” ..

Your “Love” ..
“For” ..

“Iran” ..