How much of the world I can see? by M.K.Sadegh
How many windows are possibly needed?
To know our world to know ourselves
How much of the world I can see?
How much of the world I can see?
Through my window
How much of the sky?
How much of the horizon?
And how many trees
And how many clouds floating in my sky
And how many people love each other
And how many separate
And how many recon ciliate
How many will be born and how many get sick
And how many will die
How much of the totality of life
Is viewed in my window
And how far I can see
From the whole world
And how much of the whole world
Left unseen to me
And how can I see the totality of existence
Through the six billion other persons’ windows
Of the world and their existence
Do I know what I see or they see?
And how much we see?
Do I know where my place is?
In the whole world
And how I can meet other six billion
Are the others like me in perplexity?
Beyond knowledge
How many windows are possibly needed?
To know our world to know ourselves
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I came back
A thousand years later
I came back a thousand years later
The chairs still were chairs
The carpets old but lay on the floor
The walls and doors and windows were old
But they were there
I asked them about
Those charming breathtaking beauties
They were all dead
I asked about those proud husky-men
Walking as if they were Gods
And unbeatable heroes
They were gone and dead
I asked about the kings and queens
And empires and commanders
And the scientists and artists
They showed me swords and crowns
They showed me their jewels
Their gold and silvers and gowns
They showed me
Their books and their art works
But they were dead
I sat on a chair
And the chair asked me
How long you will be sitting here?
M. K. SADIGH