Soul Of Time - Poem by Mehri Mehraban
scatter my burnt body,
I come back to life in veins of leaves.
lead me down to depths of earth,
Take me to dark womb of seed.
raise me to heaven of God,
show me a way to nest of bees.
I never know my ancestor,
a lizard or a wounded Deer.
Nature gives me a new chance,
whenever I become sick of it.
'death' isn't the end of mine,
I'm flowing in soul of time!
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