Master Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh

Master is over there
Flapping wings of waving thoughts
Holds the mysterious brush of loneliness
Flying up to the infinity above the clouds of crowdedness
Painting sky to the blueness of witching obliviousness


Master is over there
Sitting just on the highest branch alone
On the cypress tree staring to the relieved horizons
Sings the magnificence of silence loud
Caresses the Jungle's hairs perching on its emotions


Master is over there
Sitting on the back of wildness sailing on the nasty seas of blaze
Rides the furious horses of waves to the coast of letup
Stands on a rock making smoke to sign appeasing place
Calls crazy waves to the endurance of the rock


Master is over there
Perching in a quiet time inside heart between its two beats
Whispers to its ears sowing there grains of rhymes
Master is over there sitting in the side of fields
Waits to ripen the spikes of poems to reap the peace