Not Possible
Mahnaz Badihian
I go,
From land to land
From this dream to another
Something has lost in me,
An audacity, a cause, a sense.
But I do not find what I lost.
Maybe I m in search of
my childhood contentment
Or the joy of walking
in alleys of the city of Isfahan
maybe searching for
the loving gaze of pomegranate gardens.
Whatever it is I am looking for,
Is not retrievable
not touchable
not visible
Not possible
It is a feeling called Nostalgia
that measures as the length of our life
The picture is a photo taken by Mahnaz B. The early blooming of flowers in winter 2021 in San Francisco.
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