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I was drenched

I was drenched

In a flouting imagination

Going from emptiness

To fulfillment and surprise

From sanity to absurdity

From indifference to concern

But this fluctuation occurred

As uncontrollable rain drops

As a blowing wind

As a wild tornado killing innocents

As an unexpected incident disorients

Helplessly facing them

I was drenched to my saturation

Without my own initiation

A wave a wind a rain an incident

My subjective determinants

Never expected never wanted

But they are the realty we confronted

Now I am drenched with desire

With a feeling of being in fire

A sensation never subside

It is not revealed resting deep and hide

Came as rain as tornado as wild wind

Never experienced and never seen

M. K. SADIGH

81

Cold subdued rusty light

Cold subdued rusty light

Still is light

Shining in the shadows

Of forgotten moments

I met and touched the corps

Of the dead rays flickering

Toward survival

Reaching the kingdom of sun

Dark cloud decapitated them

But they are light even

If is the reflection of defied spark

M. K. SADIGH

80

Between hesitation and

Between hesitation and definite

My desires lost

I knew obscurity blocked my vision

Undefined and muttered voices

Could not fade away

In the current of impassable fluctuation

Subsided to disdain advancement

The result was dormant eyes and deaf ears

Deprived from jubilation of life

M. K. SADIGH

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Is it really feasible to know?

Who is God?

Is it really feasible to know who is God?

When we do not know our tiny little self

Tiny comparing with the billion others

Insignificant in comparison with vast environment

The environment little in comparison with our globe

The globe in comparison with immeasurable universe

"I" – " a self " – a creature capable only

When is part of billions and only in a short span?

Billions of years the life of the planet

Only one small brain with limited activities

Limited power enough to defend him

Only can survive if the other billions can

But this tiny complexity is a universe in him

The image of the immeasurable profundity

The structure with scope impossible to understand

A world entirely unique and absolutely different

A universe lives only in a short period of time

Undiscoverable unidentifiable complexity

A creature among other billions creatures

Flouting among billions of others as tiny perishables

As a living cell among other mortal cells of existence

A being ignorant of his own being and perplexity

Who dies in regret of did not know the answers

Is it really feasible for him to know who created him?

M, K, Sadigh