A New Story!

I went on after breaking and breaking, again and again, like this: I was crushed I became nothing less than a grain of sand. I turned wholly to dust. Under the deaf and blind rollers of the years again and again I was pressed onto the breast of this planet. I merged with your hidden heart. Nowruz is near: you see me, my love! I: am the smallest the greenest leaf of the apple tree in your courtyard I sing your name kissing your window. Storm and breaking were not the end...