LOFT

* photos taken from Isfahan...

Loft

Today in the garden
Lofty trees speak softly white confidence
Beyond any colored borders
We are just watching the way
They are competing above us
I never understood
The reason why you are inexperienced
If you are “green”
Between you and me there is green now
And this is enough
For the incomprehensible burden to be buried
Don’t trust the mud-pies
You cannot eat them for breakfast
The only you can perform
Is to find you in the experience
Nature may be your inner self
Of acting in a spiral of cultures