The infinite celestial blue, (modesty barely concealed,
By a translucent cloud or two), its slim waist has revealed.
Eternity descending on the mansion of man, that silently
Receives and distributes to the clay the light of it's beauty.
Thus it should be; tall cypresses guarding the straight way.
Beneath which an illuminated canal runs and fountains play.
This is the 'true man' revealed, his perfection displayed,
But grieve, O man, that your stature you have betrayed.
Original poem by Zahuri based on the photograph
By a translucent cloud or two), its slim waist has revealed.
Eternity descending on the mansion of man, that silently
Receives and distributes to the clay the light of it's beauty.
Thus it should be; tall cypresses guarding the straight way.
Beneath which an illuminated canal runs and fountains play.
This is the 'true man' revealed, his perfection displayed,
But grieve, O man, that your stature you have betrayed.
Original poem by Zahuri based on the photograph
عكاس نرگس ایلخانی
Photographs by Nargis Ilkhani