Saba 2008, Tehran

What are our portion of nature in this smoke and the hustle and bustle?

Is our portion only to see a shadow on a concrete wall? Or its reflection on the window of a neighbor’s house?

Which we also get by hanging a curtain !!!

Our portion of nature is a small pot that we have placed on the windowsill of the house, and we are happy to water it every day.

Our share of nature is to bring its signs. So we have forcibly placed fog in our tiny apartment.

Our eyes have seen so much of the gray sky that every time we see a blue sky, our gaze is so fixed that it is something strange.

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Will we send our colored kites back to the blue of the sky?

Will we reconcile with nature again?

Will we become one with our being?

What exactly is our portion of nature?

Sparrows no longer sing !!!