Wherever I am, let me be!
The Sky is mine.
The windows, the mind, the air, love, earth, are all mine.
What does it matter
if mushrooms of nostalgia
grow from time to time?
- Sohrab Sepehri -
from his poem Wayfarer
1928 - 1980
Persian Poet and painter
The Sky is mine.
The windows, the mind, the air, love, earth, are all mine.
What does it matter
if mushrooms of nostalgia
grow from time to time?
- Sohrab Sepehri -
from his poem Wayfarer
1928 - 1980
Persian Poet and painter
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