[35] The World, Ziaeddin Torabi

 

We sat by the seaside
under a banyan tree`s
spreading shadow,

near beautiful flowers
of different colors,
small
and lovely.

In the branches
birds were singing
songs of joy.
and you were singing
a sweet song
while I was thinking
about our future.

The war was over.

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