Shima Nesari Haghighi Fard
A Bluish Art
The clouds cry out loud in the sky
And the air dances gently with their tears
This heavenly bless is far beyond alchemy
And this art is not what it appears
A mystery picture of the spirit
Yelling deeply : “I am all alone
Who shall be my sweet merit?
Far from the earth I am the only one
This aloofness has drowned my age
And my tears of sadness yet do not dry
While I am free yet living in a cage
I have no feet to walk and no wings to fly
the ocean appears blue yet no one knows
it shall not sparkle without my mien
and it is my power that the ocean shows
yet all trust me as an alien
and no one believes that it is for me
that nature grows and the stars glow
with me not there should be no more glee
and no more zephyr shall truly blow
with me not blue does not mean
and no one may picture a bluish art
which in this earth no one has ever seen
and has never believed deeply in heart
now if you do not see me with compassion
you may find my spirit in nature
My bluish mien sleeps gently on the ocean
And my mercy breaths in every flying creature”
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A Bluish Art
A Bluish Art
