Here, you'll find nothing
nothing
not even the sound of a butterfly's wings
nothing
wait...
listen carefully...
and think
think
any breath
in any sentence
any palpitation
in any word,
is a sound;
it is me
...


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Thursday, October 17, 2002

آن هنگام به راستي آزاد و رهاييد كه اگر روزها با دغدغه ها ، و شب ها با نياز و اندوه ، شما را در برگيرند ، همچنان برفراز آنها بي آلايش و رها بايستيد .
You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief , But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound
زندگي ، سست تر از مرگ ، و مرگ ضعيف تر از عشق است .
Life is weaker than death , and death is weaker than love
آن هنگام كه از گورستان گذشتگان خود مي گذريد ، نيك بنگريد تا خود و فرزندانتان را ، دست در دست هم و مشغول پايكوبي ببينيد .
Whenever you pass by the field where you have laid your ancestors look well thereupon , and you shall see yourselves and your childeren dancing hand in hand
به منزلگاه شادماني و شورِ خويش بازگرديد تا ببينيد كه مرگ نمي تواند از تو و من جدا شود .
Go back to joy of your dwellings and you will find there that which death cannat remove from you and me

behnaz // 12:34 AM
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