My OperaLove of Moth
Wednesday, March 15, 2006 2:00:41 AM
Salam, can you remember the previous post, about learn love from a moth?! now here it is a poem.
The moth flied over the opened flowers fidgety with stress! Was asking any one about where is the hidden show (the love)?
Saying: “I am drank of the smells of dreamful scent, Thirsty of love and beauties. My heart is full of eagerness!”
Flowers replied the moth with smile that “your love is familiar, the beauties and love are in the entity of flowers, love is right here![/B]”
But moth has a unique love, with its heart everywhere and was impatient of smells of jasmines.
“You can fly and achieve the depth of sky, fly! Fly!
Moth!
Or you can pass and get the light of hope. Moth, moth! Fly!”
But that love and that excited scent is behind a rocky harsh wall with thistles. It seemed the moth has no other way for visiting love.
Exiling love out of heart or must pass over the wall, flying toward endlessness till Love, and zenith of visitation!
“You can fly and achieve the depth of sky, fly! Fly!
Moth!
Or you can pass and get the light of hope. Moth, moth! Fly!”
TR:Vega*-*)
<Moth is a kind of butterfly which cant fly upper then a special height! And that’s the symbol of love in Iranian cultural literature.>
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