Holy voice
holy voice
I was before time
And before the first particle wakes up from the sleep of nothingness.
In the infinite silence, I willed
And creation, like an endless wave, kissed the expanse of existence.
In the midst of infinity, I created man;
I mixed the soil with my breath
And through the darkness of the soil
A spark of light rose
whose name was "heart".
I put the heart in the middle of his chest;
Not just because it's a piece of meat.
that like a hidden mirror
way to heaven
Then I breathed wisdom into his soul;
like an inner light
that in the twists and turns of life
distinguish the path from the pathless,
Don't be misled, don't be confused,
and beauty,
even in the shadows
to see
I made the heart to beat
And the intellect to see.
I gave my heart for love
and wisdom to know.
And it happened that when man
The eye looked into the eye of the opposite sex.
His heart trembled;
not from weakness
that of remembering something so ancient—
A half-lost reminder
that once upon a time in the beginning
It was gathered in me.
I said:
"Please, O heart,
For a person to know that he is alive.
Betep, to know that he is in love.
Blairs, to know that he has found something bigger than himself."
And the heart, at my command,
Like a bird in a cage
flew away
And when they got together—
When two look
they took refuge in each other,
And two breaths
breathed in a romantic air—
I calmed my heart;
Because the wave after reaching the shore.
I created peace and harmony
So that people know:
"Every storm,
It has a smile of fate behind it.
I am the heart of hearts
the one that turns hearts
shakes
shakes
And calms down again.
Every beat is from me;
Every affection, from me;
any reconciliation,
every hidden smile
Every tear of joy.
I put a man on the earth
between earth and sky
Try the way of love.
To understand life
not in stillness
Rather, it is defined in the movement of the heart.
and i
at every dawn
every evening
in every lover's sigh
In every agreement of two hearts,
this world
again,
I make it beat.
because it beats to the heart,
The world goes on;
And there is love,
man,
It will be eternal.
#Behnam_Mohtrami#
short story