Tuesday, April 17, 2007

In the name of Allah

Poets say even when all flowers stop talking, 100zaban never does.

I like to know how to be one of those 100zabans that talks at the right time, in the right place, with the right people, for the right thing, and with the right kind of courage.

For a long time that character-language- took me on journeys to different places. These days i am trying to figure out how language is showing itself to me again.

i see
that
most of all
there is
definitely
something very spiritual
about
putting words down in the form of
writing.

i am now trying to feel words on paper and experience some change away from the hearings of my words in my voice. At this time i still feel my words are too quiet and maybe have no special character that shows i am-- ME talking.

Today
i want to listen
to my friend Bahareh
and start rewriting
what has already been written by
God in nature.