I took this pic while driving along a country road that somehow reminded me of Olivia Newton John's old song.
a sunset sad but beautiful, isnt it?
Becoming fond of Sohrab Sepehri of lately, am sharing one of his works here turned into english:
I shall build a boat
I shall cast it in the water
I shall sail away from this strange earth
where no one awakens the heroes in the grove of love
a boat empty of net
and the heart longing for pearl
I shall continue sailing
Neither will I loose my heart for the blues
Nor for the mermaids who emerge from the water
To spread charm from their curls
On the lonely reflection of fishermen
I shall continue sailing
I shall continue singing
One should sail away, sail away
The night has sung its songs
Now it is the turn of windows
I shall continue sailing
I shall continue singing
Beyond the seas there is a town,
In which the windows open to reveal
Earth hears the music of your feeling
the fluttering sound of mythological birds is heard in the wind
beyond the seas there is a town
where the sun is as wide as the eyes of the early-risers
Poets inherit wisdom, light, and waters
Beyond the seas there is a town!
One must build a boat.
beyond Seas
September 16, 2007 | Posted by Othersideblue at Sunday, September 16, 2007 15 comments
hearts
Birds need to fly in pair.
August 13, 2007 | Posted by Othersideblue at Monday, August 13, 2007 2 comments
To the One who Hears
برابري نكرد همه عالم و عالميان
دمی كه جوابم دادي آنسان
باز ديدم از بهشت بسويم دري
دمی كه بلطف خود پناهم دادي
كند مرده را زنده بينا شود كور
دیم كه بشنود صداي عزيز تو از دور
گرفت جان و شد صبر در وجودم با معنا
دمی كه بدان امر فرمودي مرا
June 29, 2007 | Posted by Othersideblue at Friday, June 29, 2007 0 comments
in the wind
May 4, 2007 | Posted by Othersideblue at Friday, May 04, 2007 0 comments
leaving behind her mind and soul lost amid the snow
to continue her journey through the snow covered road
the hailstorm causing a blurry vision fold
it's hard to find the light put by the window pane
the whole wolrd looks frozen along with drops of rain
from far the home comes to view or is just a mirage
she is supposed to reach home where dad is waiting in rage
the little polar bear keeps walking sluggishly
carrying the weight of a smile on her face mindlessly.
April 25, 2007 | Posted by Othersideblue at Wednesday, April 25, 2007 2 comments
April 14, 2007 | Posted by Othersideblue at Saturday, April 14, 2007 5 comments
Happy new year?
Goldfish in the bowl looking for know not what.
March 22, 2007 | Posted by Othersideblue at Thursday, March 22, 2007 2 comments