For long time ago when I was just a little girl,I was so curious about what is behind the mountains!
I was too eager to climb the mountains and see what's behind..One day we did it .Me and my dad !
I think it was the highest point and the most silent !!! Because I'm not a pro climber OR even a good one !He he .. .
But It was not the same as my dreams.Silent and sounds of bee and fly were mixed together.
I learned something nice during climbing and i try to extend it in my life till now.
At the start of climbing I see the top,But by continuing climbing I just look at to my feet!!
Monday, January 11, 2010
Mountains
Posted by
M.deylamian
12:18 PM
That's my dear dad,Tehran-Iran
پس این کوه بلند دریا ئیست پشت این دشت فراخ صحرائیست .پی آواز چکاوک یک درخت است و یک سنگ .
من به دریا می اندیشم . من به صحرا می اندیشم. من به آواز درخت . به سکوت و غم تنها ئی یک سنگ می اندیشم .
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There is sea behind High Mountain …
There is desert behind vast meadow…..
In the following of lark there is a tree and a stone.
I think about sea….
I think about desert….
I think about song of tree …
I think about an alone stone and its sorrow