POETRY

In an infant’s crying,

In a hammer’s pounding,

In a river’s thundering roar,

In a mother’s teardrops,

In a friend’s hand reaching out,

In a stranger’s heartfelt smile,

In a night’s union of moon and

His mistresses, a thousand anxious stars,

In a sunrise’s promise and strength

That splendor rises in horizon with such glory,

In hidden corners but not

From those with open eyes,

In encounters to be manifested by

Those who can see and navigate

The oceans with the eyes from inside,

In silence when thought is subdued,

Space becomes a zone where

Heart is not afraid to dance beyond

Those limiting established lines.

Farhad