FORESTS OF IRAN

Ghost of John Murphy

From the CD
VOICES by GHOST OF JOHN MURPHY

light burned
and went toward
the heart of dark night
like thick dust
crawled into the woods
dark imagination
all greens are black
in woods at night,
but in a twinkling
of an eye
the woods dream
germinates
in the night heart.

A poem by Sara Behrad
translated from Persian
© 2014 Sara Behrad

© 2014 Royal T Music