A few days ago going through facebook I came across this article a Chinese friend of mine had posted and it made me think of us ‘Iranian-Americans”:
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At dawn, when from the quiet-house in the Castle of Novelty
the candle in the east projects its rays all around
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POETRY
When mist of past clouds your heart
When memories pierce like swords heated in flame
When broken vows empty your soul
When there’s no one to be blamed
Your heart slams its doors
On enchantments of pure love
It no longer can fathom
Further pain or harder fall
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(WITH INSCRIPTION OF ABDUL BAHA ON BOTH ARMS STATING 'CONFIRMED HAND OF THE CAUSE)
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