I was looking at the landscape when I noticed a woman passing. She was walking steadily and strong in a more or less fast pace and with short steps.Suddenly I saw her again coming towards me in the winding road much sooner than I could expect... Now it's just a memory.
2 comments:
I'm still in journey/
where do the journey lead me?/
where will sign of pace /
be unfinished?/
& will the shoe lace/
be opend /
by fine fingers of leisure?
where is the home of compeleting(or ending)?
s.sepehry
Thank you dear anonymous, and thank you Sohrab Sepehry.
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