And A Window Of Morning Sound Poem by Keivan ReisiPourashraf

And A Window Of Morning Sound

A trace of a look from Pal, a bird from the breeze from the sun from a beautiful flower that says your look and knows your voice and whispers your name Today the window is facing the sound, facing the sky, facing the cry, facing you, I am the same voice with me Be silent, ......

And A Window Of Morning Sound
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