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ﺷﻨﺒﻪ 1ﺗﺎ ﭘﻨﺠﺸﻨﺒﻪ 13ﻓﺮﻭﺭﺩﻳﻦ ﻣﺎﻩ 1394ﺧﻮﺭﺷﻴﺪﻯ
ﺣ ـﻢاﻮا ﻘﺎﺳـﻢ دو ـﯽ ﻮ ـﻨﮓا ﮫـﺎج)ه.اﺳـﺎ ( ﻣﻠﮏا ـ ای ﮫـﺎر
ﺑﻤــﺎﻥ ﺗــﺎ ﺑﻴﺎﻳــﺪ ﻫﻤــﻪ ﻓﺮﻭﺩﻳــﻦ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭ ﺁﻣــﺪ ﮔﻞ ﻭ ﻧﺴــﺮﻳﻦ ﻧﻴــﺎﻭﺭﺩ ﺭﺳــﻴﺪ ﻣﻮﻛــﺐ ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ﻭ ﭼﺸــﻢ ﻓﺘﻨــﻪ ﻏﻨــﻮﺩ
ﻛــﻪ ﺑﻔــﺮﻭﺯﺩ ﺍﻧــﺪﺭ ﺟﻬــﺎﻥ ﻫﻮﺭﺩﻳــﻦ ﻧﺴــﻴﻤﻰ ﺑــﻮﻯ ﻓﺮﻭﺭﺩﻳــﻦ ﻧﻴــﺎﻭﺭﺩ ﺩﺭﻭﺩ ﺑــﺎﺩ ﺑــﺮ ﺍﻳــﻦ ﻣﻮﻛــﺐ ﺧﺠﺴــﺘﻪ ،ﺩﺭﻭﺩ
ﺯﻣﻴــﻦ ﭼﺎﺩﺭﺳــﺒﺰ ﺩﺭ ﭘﻮﺷــﺪﺍ ﭘﺮﺳــﺘﻮ ﺁﻣــﺪ ﻭ ﺍﺯ ﮔﻞ ﺧﺒــﺮ ﻧﻴﺴــﺖ ﺑـﻪ ﻛﺘﻒ ﺩﺷـﺖ ﻳﻜﻰ ﺟﻮﺷـﻨﻰ ﺍﺳـﺖ ﻣﻴﻨـﺎ ﺭﻧﮓ
ﻫــﻮﺍ ﺑــﺮ ﮔﻼﻥ ﺳــﺨﺖ ﺑﺨﺮﻭﺷــﺪﺍ ﭼــﺮﺍ ﮔﻞ ﺑــﺎ ﭘﺮﺳــﺘﻮ ﻫــﻢ ﺳــﻔﺮ ﻧﻴﺴــﺖ ﺑـﻪ ﻓـﺮﻕ ﻛـﻮﻩ ﻳﻜـﻰ ﻣﻐﻔﺮﻯ ﺍﺳـﺖ ﺳـﻴﻢ ﺍﻧـﺪﺭﻭﺩ
ﺑﺨﻮﺍﻫــﻢ ﻣــﻦ ﺁﻥ ﺟــﺎﻡ ﮔﻴﺘــﻲ ﻧﻤــﺎﻱ ﭼــﻪ ﺍﻓﺘــﺎﺩ ﺍﻳــﻦ ﮔﻠﺴــﺘﺎﻥ ﺭﺍ ﭼــﻪ ﺍﻓﺘــﺎﺩ؟! ﺳــﭙﻬﺮ ﮔﻮﻫــﺮ ﺑــﺎﺭﺩ ﻫﻤــﻰ ﺑــﻪ ﻣﻴﻨــﺎ ﺩﺭﻉ
ﺷـﻮﻡ ﭘﻴـﺶ ﻳـﺰﺩﺍﻥ ﺑﺒﺎﺷـﻢ ﺑـﻪ ﭘـﺎﻱ ﻛــﻪ ﺁﻳﻴــﻦ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺭﻓﺘــﺶ ﺍﺯ ﻳــﺎﺩ ﺳــﺤﺎﺏ ﻟــﻞ ﭘﺎﺷــﺪ ﻫﻤــﻰ ﺑــﻪ ﺳــﻴﻤﻴﻦ ﺧــﻮﺩ
ﻛﺠــﺎ ﻫﻔــﺖ ﻛﺸــﻮﺭ ﺑــﺪﻭ ﺍﻧــﺪﺭﺍ ﭼــﺮﺍ ﭘﺮﻭﺍﻧــﮕﺎﻥ ﺭﺍ ﭘــﺮ ﺷﻜﺴﺘﻪﺍﺳــﺖ ﺷﻜﺴــﺘﻪ ﺗــﺎﺝ ﻣﺮﺻــﻊ ﺑــﻪ ﺷــﺎﺧﻚ ﺑــﺎﺩﺍﻡ
ﺑﺍﺒﻴﻨــﻢ ﺑــﺮ ﻭ ﺑــﻮﻡ ﻫــﺮ ﻛﺸــﻮﺭ ﭼــﺮﺍ ﻫــﺮ ﮔﻮﺷــﻪ ﮔــﺮﺩ ﻏــﻢ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻪﺍﺳــﺖ ﮔﺴﺴــﺘﻪ ﻋﻘــﺪ ﮔﻬــﺮ ﺑــﺮ ﺳــﺘﺎﻙ ﺷــﻔﺘﺎﻟﻮﺩ
ﺑﮕﻮﻳـﻢ ﺗـﻮ ﺭﺍ ﻫـﺮ ﻛﺠـﺎ ﺑﻴـﮋﻥ ﺍﺳـﺖ
ﺑـﻪ ﺟـﺎﻡ ﺍﻧـﺪﺭﻭﻥ ﺍﻳﻦ ﻣﺮﺍ ﺭﻭﺷـﻦ ﺍﺳـﺖ ﭼــﺮﺍ ﺧﻮﺭﺷــﻴﺪ ﻓﺮﻭﺭﺩﻳــﻦ ﻓــﺮﻭ ﺧﻔــﺖ ﺑــﻪ ﻃــﺮﻑ ﻣــﺮﺯ ﺑــﺮ ﺁﻥ ﻻﻟﻪﻫــﺎﻯ ﻧﺸــﻜﻔﺘﻪ
ﺑﻬــﺎﺭ ﺁﻣــﺪ ﮔﻞ ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ﻧﺸــﻜﻔﺖ ﭼﻨــﺎﻥ ﺑــﻮﺩ ﻛــﻪ ﺳــﺮ ﻧﻴﺰﻩﻫــﺎﻯ ﺧﻮﻥﺁﻟــﻮﺩ
ﻛﻨــﻮﻥ ﺧــﻮﺭﺩ ﺑﺎﻳــﺪ ﻣــﻲ ﺧﻮﺷــﮕﻮﺍﺭ
ﻛـﻪ ﻣﻲ ﺑـﻮﻱ ﻣﺸـﻚ ﺁﻳـﺪ ﺍﺯ ﻛﻮﻫﺴـﺎﺭ ﻣﮕــﺮ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭ ﻧــﻮ ﺭﺳــﻴﺪﻩ ﺑــﻪ ﺭﻭﻯ ﺁﺏ ﻧﮕــﻪ ﻛــﻦ ﻛــﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺗﻄــﺎﻭﻝ ﺑــﺎﺩ
ﺩﻝ ﻭ ﺟﺎﻧــﻰ ﭼــﻮ ﻣــﺎ ﺩﺭ ﺧــﻮﻥ ﻛﺸــﻴﺪﻩ ﭼﻨــﺎﻥ ﺑــﻮﺩ ﻛــﻪ ﮔــﻪ ﻣﺴــﻜﻨﺖ ﺟﺒﻴــﻦ ﻳﻬــﻮﺩ
ﻫـﻮﺍ ﭘـﺮ ﺧـﺮﻭﺵ ﻭ ﺯﻣﻴـﻦ ﭘـﺮ ﺯﺟـﻮﺵ
ﺧﻨــﻚ ﺁﻧﻜــﻪ ﺩﻝ ﺷــﺎﺩ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ ﺑﻨــﻮﺵ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭﺍ ﺧﻴــﺰ ﻭ ﺯﺍﻥ ﺍﺑــﺮ ﺳــﺒﻜﺮﻭ ﺻﻨﻴــﻊ ﺁﺯﺭ ﺑﻴﻨــﻰ ﻭ ﺣﺠــﺖ ﺯﺭﺩﺷــﺖ
ﺑــﺰﻥ ﺁﺑــﻰ ﺑــﻪ ﺭﻭﻯ ﺳــﺒﺰﻩﻯ ﻧــﻮ ﮔــﻮﺍﻩ ﻣﻮﺳــﻰ ﻳﺎﺑــﻰ ﻭ ﻣﻌﺠــﺰ ﺩﺍﻭﻭﺩ
ﻫﻤــﻪ ﺑﻮﺳــﺘﺎﻥ ﺭﻳــﺰ ﺑــﺮگ ﮔﻞ ﺍﺳــﺖ
ﻫﻤــﻪ ﻛــﻮﻩ ﭘــﺮ ﻻﻟــﻪ ﻭ ﺳــﻨﺒﻞ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﮔﻬــﻰ ﭼــﻮﻥ ﺟﻮﻳﺒــﺎﺭﻡ ﻧﻐﻤــﻪ ﺁﻣــﻮﺯ ﺑــﻪ ﻫﺮﻛــﻪ ﺩﺭﻧﮕــﺮﻯ ،ﺷــﺎﺩﻳﻰ ﭘــﺰﺩ ﺩﺭ ﺩﻝ
ﮔﻬــﻰ ﭼــﻮﻥ ﺁﺫﺭﺧﺸــﻢ ﺭﺥ ﺑﺮﺍﻓــﺮﻭﺯ ﺑــﻪ ﻫﺮﭼــﻪ ﺑﺮﮔــﺬﺭﻯ ،ﺍﻧﺪﻫــﻰ ﻛﻨــﺪ ﺑــﺪﺭﻭﺩ
ﺑــﻪ ﭘﺎﻟﻴــﺰ ﺑﻠﺒــﻞ ﺑﻨﺎﻟــﺪ ﻫﻤــﻲ
ﮔﻞ ﺍﺯ ﻧﺎﻟــﻪ ﺍﻭ ﺑﺒﺎﻟــﺪ ﻫﻤــﻲ ﻫﻨــﻮﺯ ﺍﻳــﻦ ﺟــﺎ ﺟﻮﺍﻧــﻰ ﺩﻟﻨﺸــﻴﻦ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﻳﻜﻴﺴـﺖ ﺷـﺎﺩ ﺑـﻪ ﺳـﻴﻢ ﻭ ﻳﻜﻴﺴـﺖ ﺷـﺎﺩ ﺑـﻪ ﺯﺭ
ﻫﻨــﻮﺯ ﺍﻳــﻦ ﺟــﺎ ﻧﻔﺲﻫــﺎ ﺁﺗﺸــﻴﻦ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﻳﻜﻴﺴـﺖ ﺷـﺎﺩ ﺑﻪ ﭼﻨﮓ ﻭ ﻳﻜﻴﺴـﺖ ﺷـﺎﺩ ﺑـﻪ ﺭﻭﺩ
ﺷــﺐ ﺗﻴــﺮﻩ ،ﺑﻠﺒــﻞ ﻧﺨﺴــﺒﺪ ﻫﻤــﻲ
ﮔﻞ ﺍﺯ ﺑــﺎﺩ ﻭ ﺑــﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺑﺠﻨﺒــﺪ ﻫﻤــﻲ ﻣﺒﻴﻦ ﻛﺎﻳﻦ ﺷـﺎﺧﻪﻯ ﺑﺸﻜﺴـﺘﻪ ﺧﺸـﻚ ﺍﺳﺖ ﻫﻤــﻪ ﺑــﻪ ﭼﻴــﺰﻯ ﺷــﺎﺩﻧﺪ ﻭ ﺧﺮﻡﺍﻧــﺪ ﻭ ﻟﻴــﻚ
ﭼــﻮ ﻓــﺮﺩﺍ ﺑﻨﮕــﺮﻯ ﭘــﺮ ﺑﻴﺪﻣﺸــﻚ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﻣــﺮﺍ ﺑــﻪ ﺧﺮﻣــﻰ ﻣﻠــﻚ ﺷــﺎﺩ ﺑﺎﻳــﺪ ﺑــﻮﺩ
ﺑﺨﻨــﺪﺩ ﻫﻤــﻲ ﺑﻠﺒــﻞ ﻭ ﻫــﺮ ﺯﻣــﺎﻥ
ﭼــﻮ ﺑــﺮ ﮔﻞ ﻧﺸــﻴﻨﺪ ،ﮔﺸــﺎﻳﺪ ﺯﺑــﺎﻥ ﻣﮕــﻮ ﻛﺎﻳــﻦ ﺳــﺮﺯﻣﻴﻨﻰ ﺷــﻮﺭﻩﺯﺍﺭ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﮫﺎر -رﺿﺎ ﺪی
ﭼــﻮ ﻓــﺮﺩﺍ ﺩﺭﺭﺳــﺪ ﺭﺷــﻚ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭ ﺍﺳــﺖ
ﻧﺪﺍﻧــﻢ ﻛــﻪ ﻋﺎﺷــﻖ ﮔﻞ ﺁﻣــﺪ ﮔــﺮ ﺍﺑــﺮ ﺩﻳــﺪﺍ ِﺭ ﺑﻨﻔﺸــﻪﺯﺍﺭ ﺭﺍ ﺑــﺎﻭﺭ ﻛــﻦ
ﻛــﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺍﺑــﺮ ﺑﻴﻨــﻢ ﺧــﺮﻭﺵ ﻫﮋﺑــﺮ ﺑــﺮ ﺁﺭﺩ ﺳــﺮﺥ ﮔﻞ ﺧﻮﺍﻫــﻰ ﻧﺨﻮﺍﻫــﻰ ﺑﻴــﺪﺍﺭ ِﻯ ﺟﻮﻳﺒــﺎﺭ ﺭﺍ ﺑــﺎﻭﺭ ﻛــﻦ
ﻭﮔــﺮ ﺧــﻮﺩ ﺻــﺪ ﺧــﺰﺍﻥ ﺁﺭﺩ ﺗﺒﺎﻫــﻰ ﺑــﺮ ﺷــﺎﻧﻪ ﺷــﺎﺩﻣﺎ ِﻥ ﮔﻠﺒــﺮگ ﻭ ﺩﺭﺧــﺖ
ﺑــﺪﺭﺩ ﻫﻤــﻲ ﭘﻴــﺶ ﭘﻴﺮﺍﻫﻨــﺶ ﮔﺴــﺘﺮﺩﮔ ِﻰ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭ ﺭﺍ ﺑــﺎﻭﺭ ﻛــﻦ
ﺩﺭﺧﺴــﺎﻥ ﺷــﻮﺩ ﺁﺗــﺶ ﺍﻧــﺪﺭ ﺗﻨــﺶ ﺍﮔــﺮ ﺧــﻮﺩ ﻋﻤــﺮ ﺑﺎﺷــﺪ ﺳــﺮ ﺑﺮﺁﺭﻳــﻢ
ﺩﻝ ﻭ ﺟــﺎﻥ ﺩﺭ ﻫــﻮﺍﻯ ﻫــﻢ ﮔﻤﺎﺭﻳــﻢ *****
رﺿـﺎ ـﺪی ﺍﺯ ﭘﻮﻧــﻪ ﭘﻴــﺎ ِﻡ ﺁﺷــﻨﺎ ﻣﻰﺁﻳــﺪ
ﺩﮔــﺮ ﺑــﺎﺭﺕ ﭼــﻮ ﺑﻴﻨــﻢ ﺷــﺎﺩ ﺑﻴﻨــﻢ ﻋﻄــ ِﺮ ﻋﻠــﻒ ﺍﺯ ﻋﺎﻃﻔﻪﻫــﺎ ﻣﻰﺁﻳــﺪ
ﻧﻮﺭﻭﺯ ،ﺩﺭ ﺑﻬﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟﻢ ﺍﻳﺴﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳﺖ ﺳــﺮﺕ ﺳــﺒﺰ ﻭ ﺩﻟــﺖ ﺁﺑــﺎﺩ ﺑﻴﻨــﻢ ﺧﻴﺰﻳــﺪ ﻭ ﺑــﻪ ﺭﻭﻯ ﻋﺎﺷــﻘﺎﻥ ُﮔﻞ ﺭﻳﺰﻳــﺪ
ﺍﻯ ﻣﻨﺘﻈــﺮﺍﻥ! ﺑﻬــﺎ ِﺭ ﻣــﺎ ﻣﻰﺁﻳــﺪ
ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ،ﺩﺭ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟــﻢ ﺍﻳﺴــﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﺑــﻪ ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ﺩﮔــﺮ ﻫﻨــﮕﺎﻡ ﺩﻳــﺪﺍﺭ
ﺍﻳـﻦ ﺭﻭﺯ ِ ﻧـﻮ ﻛﻨـﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟـﻢ ﺍﻳﺴـﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳـﺖ ﺑــﻪ ﺁﻳﻴــﻦ ﺩﮔــﺮ ﺁﻳــﻲ ﭘﺪﻳــﺪﺍﺭ *****
ﺁﻏــﻮﺵ ِ ﻋﺎﺷــﻘﺎﻥ ِ ﺩﺭﺧﺸــﺎﻥ ِ ﺭﻭﺯﮔﺎﺭ ﺍﻳـﻦ ﺑـﺎﺭ ،ﭼـﻮ ﺍﻳـﻦ ﺑﻬـﺎﺭ ﻣﻰﺑﺎﻳﺪ ﺯﻳﺴـﺖ
ﺩﺭ ﺳــﻤﺖ ِ ﺍﻧﺘﻈــﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟــﻢ ﺍﻳﺴــﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﯿـﺎم ﺸـﺎﻮری ﺳﺮﺷــﺎﺭ ﻭ ﺷــﻜﻮﻓﻪﺑﺎﺭ ،ﻣﻰﺑﺎﻳــﺪ ﺯﻳﺴــﺖ
ﺍﻣـﺮﻭﺯ ﻛـﻪ ﺭﻧ ِﮓ ﺷـﺎﺩﻳﺖ ﺳـﺮﺥﺗﺮ ﺍﺳـﺖ
** ﭼــﻮﻥ ﺍﺑــﺮ ﺑــﻪ ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ﺭﺥ ﻻﻟــﻪ ﺑﺸﺴــﺖ ﺷــﺎﺩﺍﺏﺗﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﻧــﺎﺭ ،ﻣﻰﺑﺎﻳــﺪ ﺯﻳﺴــﺖ
ﺷـﻌﺮ ِ ﺯﻣـﺎﻥ ،ﺑـﻪ ﺟـﺎﻥ ِ ﺩﺭﺧﺘﺎﻥ ِ ﺷـﺎﺩﻣﺎﻥ! ﺑﺮﺧﻴــﺰ ﻭ ﺑﺠــﺎﻡ ﺑــﺎﺩﻩ ﻛــﻦ ﻋــﺰﻡ ﺩﺭﺳــﺖ
ﺍﻳـﻦ ﺑـﺎﺭ ،ﺩﺭ ﮔـﺬﺍﺭ ِ ﺩﻟـﻢ ﺍﻳﺴـﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳـﺖ ﻛﺎﻳــﻦ ﺳــﺒﺰﻩ ﻛــﻪ ﺍﻣــﺮﻭﺯ ﺗﻤﺎﺷــﺎﮔﻪ ﻣﺎﺳــﺖ *****
ﺩﺭ ﺍﻣﺘـﺪﺍﺩ ِ ﺷـﺎﺩ ِ ﺳـﺨﻦ ﻫﺎﻯ ﻫﻔﺖ ﺳـﻴﻦ ﻓــﺮﺩﺍ ﻫﻤــﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺧــﺎﻙ ﺗــﻮ ﺑﺮﺧﻮﺍﻫــﺪ ﺭﺳــﺖ ﺑﺮﺧﻴــﺰ ﻭ ﺑﻴﻔﺸــﺎﻥ ﻭ ﺑﺒــﺎﺭﺍﻥ ،ﻣــﺎ ﺭﺍ
ﺁﻥ ﺳـﻴﻦ ِ ﺳـﺎﺯﮔﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟـﻢ ﺍﻳﺴـﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳـﺖ ﺳــﺒﺰ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﺗﺮﺍﻧــﻪ ﺑﻬــﺎﺭﺍﻥ ،ﻣــﺎ ﺭﺍ
ﭼــﻮﻥ ﺑﻠﺒــﻞ ﻣﺴــﺖ ﺭﺍﻩ ﺩﺭ ﺑﺴــﺘﺎﻥ ﻳﺎﻓــﺖ ﺍﻯ ﺷـﻌﻠﻪ ﻫـﺮ ﺷـﻜﻔﺘﻪ ،ﺍﻯ ﺁﺗـﺶ ﻋﺸـﻖ
** ﺭﻭﻱ ﮔﻞ ﻭ ﺟــﺎﻡ ﺑــﺎﺩﻩ ﺭﺍ ﺧﻨــﺪﺍﻥ ﻳﺎﻓــﺖ ﺑﺮﺧﻴــﺰ ﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﻧﮕﻴــﺰ ﻭ ﺑﺴــﻮﺯﺍﻥ ،ﻣــﺎ ﺭﺍ
ﺧﻮﺭﺷـﻴﺪ ِ ﺳـﺮﻓﺮﺍﺯﺗﺮﻳﻦ ﻓﺼـﻞ ِ ﺳـﺒﺰ ِ ﻣـﺎ ﺁﻣــﺪ ﺑــﻪ ﺯﺑــﺎﻥ ﺣــﺎﻝ ﺩﺭ ﮔﻮﺷــﻢ ﮔﻔــﺖ
ﺩﺭ ﻇﻬــﺮ ِ ﺁﺑﺸــﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟــﻢ ﺍﻳﺴــﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﺩﺭﻳــﺎﺏ ﻛــﻪ ﻋﻤــﺮ ﺭﻓﺘــﻪ ﺭﺍ ﻧﺘــﻮﺍﻥ ﻳﺎﻓــﺖ *****
ﺩﺭ ﺟﺸـﻨﻮﺍﺭﻩ ﻳﻰ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻤﺎﺷـﺎﻯ ﺳـﻴﺐ ِ ُﺳﺮﺥ ﻣــﻦ ﭼــﻮﻥ ﭼﻤﻨــﻢ ﺗــﻮ ﺑــﺎ ِﺩ ﻓﺮﻭﺭﺩﻳﻨــﻰ
ﺩﺭ ﮔﻮﺷـﻪ ﻳـﻰ ﺍﻧـﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟـﻢ ﺍﻳﺴـﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳـﺖ ﺑــﺮ ﭼﻬــﺮﻩ ﮔﻞ ﻧﺴــﻴﻢ ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ﺧــﻮﺵ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﻣــﻦ ،ﺩﺍ ِﻍ ﻫــﺰﺍﺭ ﻻﻟــﻪ ،ﺗــﻮ ﻧﺴــﺮﻳﻨﻰ
ﺩﺭ ﺻﺤــﻦ ﭼﻤــﻦ ﺭﻭﻱ ﺩﻟﻔــﺮﻭﺯ ﺧــﻮﺵ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﺁﺯﺍﺩﻩﺗــﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺳــﺮﻭ ِﺩ ﺳﺮﻭﺳــﺘﺎﻧﻢ
** ﺍﺯ ﺩﻱ ﻛـﻪ ﮔﺬﺷـﺖ ﻫـﺮ ﭼـﻪ ﮔﻮﻳﻲ ﺧﻮﺵ ﻧﻴﺴـﺖ ﮔــﺮ ﺑــﺎ ﻣــﻦ ﻭ ﺁﺭﺯﻭﻯ ﻣــﻦ ،ﺑﻨﺸــﻴﻨﻰ
ﺍﻳﻨـﻚ ﭼـﺮﺍ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻨـﺪﻩ ﻧﺨﻮﺍﻧـﻢ ﺳـﭙﻴﺪﻩ ﻭﺍﺭ ﺧـﻮﺵ ﺑـﺎﺵ ﻭ ﺯ ﺩﻱ ﻣﮕـﻮ ﻛـﻪ ﺍﻣﺮﻭﺯ ﺧﻮﺵ ﺍﺳـﺖ
ﺍﻳـﻦ ﺳـﺒﺰﻩ ،ﺑﻰ ﻗـﺮﺍﺭ ِ ﺩﻟﻢ ﺍﻳﺴـﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳـﺖ *****
ﺑــﺎ ﻟﻬﺠــﻪ ﻯ ﺳــﭙﻴﺪ ِ ﻧﻴــﺎﻛﺎﻥ ِ ﺁﺑــﻰ ﺍﻡ ﺑــﺎﺯ ﺁﻣــﺪ ِﻥ ﺗــﻮ ،ﺑــﺎﺯ ﺩﻳــﺪﻥ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ
ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ،ﺩﺭ َﻣــﺪﺍﺭ ِ ﺩﻟــﻢ ﺍﻳﺴــﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳــﺖ ﺳﺮﺳــﺒﺰ ِﻯ ﻟﺒﺮﻳــ ِﺰ ﺗــﻮ ،ﭼﻴــﺪﻥ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ
ﺑـﺎ ﺍﻳـﻦ ﻫﻤـﻪ ﺩﺭ ِﺩ ﻛﻬﻨـﻪ ،ﻧـﻮﺭﻭﺯ! ﻫﻨـﻮﺯ
** ﺁﻭﺍﺯ ﺗــﻮ ﺍﺯ ﺩﻟــﻢ ،ﺷــﻨﻴﺪﻥ ﺩﺍﺭﺩ
ﻣﻌﻨــﺎﻯ ِ ﻣﻬﺮﺑﺎﻧــﻰ ﻯ ﻣﻬﺘــﺎﺏ ﺭﺍ ﺑﺒﻴــﻦ!
ﺩﺭ ﻣﺘــﻦ ِ ِﻣﻬﺮﺑــﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟــﻢ ﺍﻳﺴــﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳــﺖ
ﺍﺯ ﻳــﺎﺭ ﻭ ﺍﺯ ﺩﻳــﺎﺭ ﺍﮔــﺮ ﺩﻭﺭ ﻣﺎﻧــﺪﻩ ﺍﻡ
ﻧــﻮﺭﻭﺯ ،ﺩﺭ ﺩﻳــﺎﺭ ِ ﺩﻟــﻢ ﺍﻳﺴــﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺍﺳــﺖ