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Presence does not know aging
Chatter has changed around me:
Since I am no longer old,
I’m really old.
What should I do now?
Antique tree,
Next to my house,
Had been dancing in the rain,
Wan
.
Her antique papers are falling
Thus grace and thus aesthetic.
Not only is the tree dancing in the rain and in the wind,
The old leaves that leave the tree also dance;
There is a celebration.
Except man,
In the whole existence
No one suffers from aging;
In fact, existence does not know anything about aging
He knows about puberty;
He knows about maturity.
He knows it
There is a time for dancing,
for living
Intensively and as fully as possible,
There is time for rest.
Those antique leaves of the almond tree
Next to my house
Do not die;
It will simply rest,
Melt and merge into the soil itself
In terms of which they originated.
There is no sorrow,
No Haddad,
But peace is enormous
In the fall
To rest in eternity.
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