Journey Poem by Morteza Dehnaee

We started from end,
Where thinking is the world,
when knowing is a bliss,
And love tempered to the word.

We started from end,
Where love was a dream,
Scent of shame in the air,
Senses left to the dim.

Now, change the way, my dear
In your blue sky, get me tendered
In your heart, place me warm
Leave the end, not yet hindered.

We start from journey,
There may be nothing forward,
No worry of destination,
The journey is the reward.