Your steps led me to the reminiscent where I was there
and my God, in freshness of the yellow leaves of the way which was washed with
your sincerity. God who left me in the nature was my God and yours who go now
and notice with your steps the people who pass unbelievably and don't remember
their God, from existence of blue sky and spring. Morning started white, today
in red gnostic of your lantern flame. A bird sung starting of spring and I was
freshened from Hafez poem in the morning: Hey Saba! Bring me perfume of clod of
the friend passage - Take out my heart sorrow and have news of my sweetheart

Clod of the friend passage, Hadi Safaree, 29/6/2002 http://www.sababoy.blogfa.com/

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