Garden of Remembrance

	Garden of Remembrance If you don't have the Farsi software installed on your machine, please go to http://www.isc.com.au/WebFonts/Default.htm to install the Persian fonts. =================================
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	mOur Beloved Omar Khayyam …D“h :¢†‘p²A ko§×ok ,Cp× PvDG‘q §F Þ íóo Ž® l†Z p ,Cp× PvîDF Þpv §Z Þ go Žëî ò§Z ,Dh ~ŽóDiFpÂ ok Ž® lÁó …§ìá× .Cp× PvCoA ŽZ pF êqC yDÌó :’ælóq kok ,PvC × ’óC§V PF§ó Ž® qÞp×C ,Pw†× ’óDælóq Ž® ôz§ó ’× ,PvC y§h PvC jìN ŽZpæ l“†‚× ôG“µ . PvC × ’óDælóq Ž‚óA qC PvC jìN Attributed to Khayyam? -"Are you the infidel some people claim you to be?" -"I despise the zeal of the devout, but I have never said that the One was two. I am not one of those for whom faith is simply fear of judgment. How do I pray? I study a rose, I count the stars, I marvel at the beauty of creation and how perfectly ordered it is, at man, the most beautiful work of the Creator, his brain thirsting for knowledge, his heart for love, and his senses, all his senses alert or gratified." ,òCkr‘ ò§Z lF Pvk ô‚ì² pF pæ ,òD“×q Co éì² ‘C × ’¯OzCkpF ,’¯OhDv òD†Z pæk éì² §ó qC ,òDvA l“vo êk …D‚F ¾kCqD® :òCoÞk ykpæ ,lz ’Â ’óC§V ~Ž×Dó Ž® u§w²C ,lz k ’óDælóq oDF ¾qDN òAÞ ,l†OÀæ ’óC§V …Dó CoÞ Ž® ’ëDd .lz ’® ,l×A ’® ÞC Ž® lÁó …§ìá×
		Painting by: Freydoon Rassouli From: Rumi I died from minerality and became vegetable; And From vegetativeness I died and became animal. I died from animality and became man. Then why fear disappearance through death? Next time I shall die Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels; After that, soaring higher than angels - What you cannot imagine, I shall be that. Click for More
	by: Freydoon Rassouli Fakhrrodin Araghi
		Mehdi Akhavan Sales òDOw×q ,PÀæ jvDJ l†C§h ’¯ó Co P×ïv PvC òDG‘pæ ok Dpv Þ OÀæ jvDJ kp® koD“ó pF pv ’w® .Co òCoD‘ oCl‘k ,lóC§Oó ,l‘k CoDJ ¢“J rV Žèó PwóCrÈë Þ é‘oDN ¾o Ž® ,qD‘ x® §v PGe× Pvk pæ Þ ,òÞp“F ÜÈF qC Pvk koÞA ¾Cp®C ŽF PwóCq§v Piv D×pv Ž® In Full
	MAGIC SUITCASE by: shahnaz A'lami I took with me a suitcase, light, very light, Two or three sets of baby clothes, A white georgette dress, An indistinct photograph of my mother, wearing a headdress, And a complete list of traditional things for the Noe-Rooz's celebrations, Lest a single thing should be forgotten; These were what I had, or rather, people thought I had, in my suitcase With which I left the land of the generous sun. Click for more
		Two Beautiful Poems by Sheema Kalbasi Pink Apple Blooms Wouldn't it be a shame if we died not knowing who discovered our homeland! not knowing the next cross over blue waves of the Caspian Sea not knowing ever again feeling the touch the white sands Wouldn't it be a shame? Wouldn't it be a shame if all that survived were what stars sounded when falling in the dark deep land? Symbols crack, smash, ding, dang, dang! Wouldn't it be a shame not knowing when the moon would come back? Wouldn't it be a shame if our palms didn't grow again! Waiting... Snowballs' seduction in Tehran not be seen by my children avenues not walked in Autumn leaves left alone In Full