Sunday, June 15, 2008

Following the feather...

When you look at the moon...
up the sky
and when you hear the bird
still there...singing, but shy
looking from far..
asking where we are..!

When the wind blow
and here comes the thunder
the rain..through the window
do you remember?
our hands together..
the fear..and the laughter..

And here I am
following a memory..a feather
running alone..
collecting the after the other
running everywhere..
Are you there?


royal crab louse said...


here I am, alone again, naturally...

"the Dude" said...


مسعود said...

I`v written it in persian in my blog.It is beautifull and meaningfull.