A Persian Carpet Poem by Yiennarda Enk

A HAIKU

Beautifully weaved
Lace uniquely intertwined
Colors are so bright

Crafted with pleasure
By little fingers and hands
Designed with fine art

Carpets from Persia
Are just but mats on the floor
Just rugs filled with dust

You have to bow low
So you can appreciate
Bend your knee even

Meant to be tread on
One foot after another
Filaments get loose

Soon as one gets by
After one feels the warmness
Beauty is dusted