Gulf Stream
I heard the sound of feeling
In the depth of tears of sky
on the blue rock
In the warm Gulf Stream
I saw the sound of feeling
The sound of peace,
The sound of life,
And the sound of rest,
I saw the sound of kindness
The sound of union and combination
In the warm Gulf Stream
I felt the sound of bells of immigration,
I felt the cry of birth
I felt the purity
In the blue leaves,
In the peace of sleeping sands in water,
In the multicolored heart of coral
In the slow pulsation of Gulf Stream
I have seen another world
In the green leaves of Gulf Stream
In the depth of tears of sky
on the blue rock
In the warm Gulf Stream
I saw the sound of feeling
The sound of peace,
The sound of life,
And the sound of rest,
I saw the sound of kindness
The sound of union and combination
In the warm Gulf Stream
I felt the sound of bells of immigration,
I felt the cry of birth
I felt the purity
In the blue leaves,
In the peace of sleeping sands in water,
In the multicolored heart of coral
In the slow pulsation of Gulf Stream
I have seen another world
In the green leaves of Gulf Stream
By: Mehrdad Koofiani, June 1999, Shiraz
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