Beyond The Time Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh

You know, some passing instants leave us longed for coming back them again.
We wish those heavenly moments would wrap us forever living in peace as the flap of flying bird on the sky or as the fragrance of a fascinating flower in the garden.
I was sitting cross legged looking out window on a summer day. There was an old tree magnificent. It stood upright to display its haughtiness. The sunlight was brightening the leaves dancing with blowing breeze. A little bird was perching on a branch and began to sing. All of them were fascinating. I was captivated. I did not feel myself anymore. I has become a shining sun, a waving leaf, a blowing wind. I had sat on a branch of the tree outside singing at ease.
This has continued for hours. I was sure that something must had happened to me.
Someone has entered. Suddenly I woke up to myself. I was in the same position, cross legged sitting on the floor of room. I checked the watch. It passed less than one minute but I thought the time has passed for hours.