Many changes happened to me,I've touched many new concepts,ideas,smiles,tears,poems,and feelings.And I feel I'm getting a new person each day.If it is good or bad I don't know.
The only thing which is clear to me is that I'm passing a transit stage on my life.The best thing which I love about my life is that my momments are being filled more with poems.I have to set a journey to explore my self,that's what I'm telling my self for a very long time.I think I have already begun

Let me recite a lovely one,by Sohrab Sepehri:
The Foot Steps Of Water
Life's a pleasant tradition.
Life's wing is as vast as death.
Life's a jump the size of love.
Life's not something,
we put on the mantel of habit
and forget.
Paintings by: Sohrab Sepehri
It does not matter where I am.
The sky is always mine.
Windows, ideas, air, love,
earth, all mine.
Why does it matter if sometimes,
the mushrooms of nostalgia grow?
Let's take off our clothes.
Water is just a foot away.
Let's have a basket and
fill it up with all the greens
and all the reds.
We are not to comprehend;
the secret of roses, but maybe
swimming in the incantation of roses.
Or may be looking for
the song of truth
between the morning glory,
and the century.
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