And here I am
a lonely woman
at the threshold of a cold season
coming to understand the earth's contamination
and the elemental, sad despair of the sky
and the impotence of these concrete hands.
Time passed,
time passed and the clock chimed four times,
it chimed four times.
Today is the first day of winter,
I know the secret of the seasons
and understand the moments well.
The savior is asleep in his grave
and earth, the kind acceptor, earth,
invites me to peace.
Perhaps those two young hands were true, those two young hands
buried below the never ending snow
And next year, when spring
sleeps with the sky beyond the window
and shoots thrust from her body
the green shoots of empty branches
will blossom O my dearest one, my dearest only one
Let us believe in the beginning of a cold season
____________________________________ Forough Farrokhzad...
güzel bir hafta diliyorum...
kucak dolusu sevgiler...
sana da guzel haftalar Zeynepcim.
Posted by: TugCe | May 29, 2007 at 10:36 AM
Tuğçe'ciğim tşkler ve sevgiler:)
Posted by: zyn₪p | May 29, 2007 at 02:03 PM
adascim.....cancagzımm...bütün mutluluklar sizinle olsunnnnn...öpüyorum!
Posted by: zeynep | May 30, 2007 at 09:59 AM
Adaşçığımmmm çok tşkler 2 yıl ne çabuk geçmiş ehueueue:D
daha güzeli daha iyisi sana olsun şekerim;)
optum yanaklarından:)
Posted by: zyn₪p | May 30, 2007 at 10:27 AM