Lay Me Down Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Lay me down on slope of hillside
-on the leaves of the Fall
-sweet is my dream; so natural,
-generous, very rich with colours
-my nature-made-carpet.

And sky
-aside from its dirtiness of smug
-is too kind; has big heart.

I feel like the old days
-on the Persian carpet.

Then bought it from girl
-she was young; the weaver…
-and the work was on "Dar"

She would use the money
-for wedding
-was matched to get married…

Her face was like pages
-of Koran and Bible
-full of words of wisdom
-to be read and obeyed
-for kindness, righteousness.
-innocence floated everywhere.

She had tools
-, though too simple.
-took from hung threads
- on wall-side and the sides of frame
-as if some fire balls in the air.

Followed map for design
-and made knots
-then added line to line
-used the comb of metal
-match-made them; beating hard
-as was she with her love
-used her eyes and the palm as level

Different my carpet; of the leaves! ! !