Let Nature Be The King Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Let nature be the king

Ancestors who chose life over fight
-left city "Sepahan"
- (today is Isfahan)
-headed for wilderness of jungles
-ended in roughness of the mountains
-saw trees and green, fox and wolf, springs
-they dug caves to escape the dangers
-and called it "Oshkandeh"
-later on, built village
-to tell us what happened
-they named it: "To Heaven"
-but became "Fesharak"
-as change the rocks to sands
-the Name-Rock also rolled

I walked in those passes
-the goat-ways and trails,
-recalling the pasts' names
-comparing with today's
-found remains of "Big Bang"

Shockingly encountered big baggage
-reached inside, un-creased the message
- (though worn out and frayed)
-demanding: "You must fight."

Right index passed my lips
-was bitten by the teeth
-mind wondered, filled steam
-heard mumbles in my mouth

"I must fight? "
"How can I? "

Came to me a vision
-in it saw souls; parents'
-like angels in clouds
-mass of them with smile

"Wonderful" they signalled:
"Use your pen,
-with the tool of the day,
-orations, with lectures
-you have been all around,
-internal, external
-seen peoples' backgrounds
-their cultures, ways of life
-and speak many tongues,
-unite them, make a bomb
-not atom, hydrogen,
-to devils they belong
-never be a bully nor bullied by Trump,
-use efforts, be honest, human,
-be the one to love all
-care for all with respect, equal,
-the names and the nations are clothes,
-as are the pants and shirts, and jackets."

I listened and observed
-with their love, and advice
-hypnotised, mesmerised

"What are you? Dead? Alive?
-the mankind? Supernatural? ? ? "
-had questions; never asked
-kept them as virgin buds of the Dawn

They spoke soft and calm:
"Use brain and your heart,
-with each piece, each grain,
-make a farm and garden;
-add to life with harvest
-let birds eat, wild eat birds
-the wild dies; disappears
-to be food for fish, whale;
-let the day be day and
-the nights dark, have moonlight
-let stars in deserts be mirrors
-allow sun reflect things as mirage
-let them lead and misguide
-leave the shades of brown for the dunes
-let the naked tree be single and freeze
-leave alone deserts' chill to preach
-let nature hold the torch and be king."