Miracle - Poem by Mehran Sirani
Not because of:
- The pleasurable warmth of sunny days in summer,
- Or the amazing dance of colorful leaves in autumn;
- Or the magical rise of modest blossom in spring;
- Or the majestic downfall of white snow in winter;
I love the four seasons, because of your heartfelt presence.
Your miraculous presence convinces me that I’m still alive.
M. Sirani 13.09.2015
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