Golden seed
ساعت ۱٢:٠٤ ‎ق.ظ روز ۱۳٩۱/٥/۸ : توسط : طلا نوری مهر

 

Its dark
cloth left behind the dim heart of the earth

Peers of
soil

Puts light
cloth , revives and

Smiles to
the life

Alas!

It was,nt
long before

Its
existence stem involved with flax

With the
farmer cruel flax

Then its
bones broke up

Under the
heaviness of millstone

Its burning
once more

Within hot
and flaming fire

Then ask
scarecrow

What happen
to the golden seed

Which smiles
to the life?

Thunder
rumble

Cloud groans

Rain showers

And the
earth say nothing