Stranger,
While, passing by,
Watch me carefully,
Hear me:
<Life, has forgotten me!>Stranger,
Say to your people,
Tell them,
That I am so desperate,
Being naked,
And, never my leaves grow no in spring,
Nor in summer!
Let them know,
Even though,
I do not feel alive,
But, I do not feel dead!
What am I suppose to do?
Where is my gardener?
To do something,
Or,
Cut me!
I am full of sadness,
So, isolated,
Oh, no, not fair for me!
My only friend,
My old friend,
My only visitor!
My birdy,
Is exhausted of singing for me,
The only hope song of its repertory!
My dear little birdy,
Go, somewhere else,On a fruitful tree to sing your love songs,
Joyful songs,
At least, to be nourished!
Cause, I am giving up!
No more tears to drop,
No more hope to go on!
Do you hear me, the photographer!?!
You, who enjoy my beautiful branches in Winter,
It is not winter anymore,
Spring has come,
And is gone since the summer came!
I thought I needed to wait,
But, this is too long,
Something is wrong!
Please, be shocked,
I beg you to be sad,
Please, admit that,
Life has lost its memory,
And, figure out why!?!
Shahrzad Ghaffari, July.09.2014
It was 1st of July and I was driving toward Manoir and in rush to check if all the cars had been correctly parked and just a few meters from Manoir, I was stopped by this Birch tree and I found its magnificent branches in the beautiful blue sky so interesting. I said to myself,<It is worth to take at least a picture!>. And, I did, but later I noticed the bird on the top of the tree. I had a kind of strange feeling about the tree and suddenly I became conscious that it was already July and the poor tree did not have any of its leaves! It was sad but I was too busy to go further and forgot about it until now I was going to put some photos here but I crossed the Birch tree and all became so present. The Birch was not dead, and I had got its message. I sometimes, when in rush, keep the feeling of a fast interesting moment somewhere in my memory until making it alive and live it in an appropriate time! to give it more time. This is now the moment. Yes, I was sad about this tree and am still sad. An unfair situation!
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