peace
ساعت ۱۱:۳٥ ‎ب.ظ روز ۱۳٩۱/٥/٩ : توسط : طلا نوری مهر

My childhood dragging me to the plateau

Plateau of corn poppies and primroses

Colors are blandishing my eyes

Flowers perfume is the life giving fragrance

Do I sleep under the grass

Peace and restful?

May I have a look at the sky arch from there?

May my heart stepping with the children frail foot?

May my eyes gaze at the pigeon flight?

May I sleep peacefully under the soil

In the heart of dark and cold soil?

May I calm?

May I rest?