The moment of attaining
ساعت ٩:۱٥ ‎ب.ظ روز ۱۳٩٠/۱٢/٢٤ : توسط : طلا نوری مهر


My hands, fingers

These dried branches

suffering from acking love

thirsty for light

Taking root in dark              


heart of night

And returned of a long trip                  

From greenness to



To "no need"

for attaining nothing

we run from here to far and away