Athena

“من به آمار زمین مشکوکم اگر این سطح پر از آدمهاست پس چرا این همه آدم تنهاست.؟”
― سهراب سپهری

“خوشا به حال گیاهان که عاشق نورند
و دست منبسط نور روی شانه آنهاست
همیشه فاصله ای هست
همیشه فاصله ای هست
دچار باید بود
وگرنه زمزمه حیرت میان دو حرف
حرام خواهد شد ”
― سهراب سپهری / Sohrab Sepehri

“The king keeps his new adopted daughter carefully sequestered from the rest of his bloody world. He gives her everything she could possibly wish for within the confines of four walls.

The girl is eleven years old before her wishes venture beyond those walls. The king tried to be everything to her, but for all his affection and protection, he was still several hundred years older than her, and an entirely different species aside.

The girl remembered the life she had before she came here—even if those images were fleeting, eaten away by time. Years are long to a child so young, and memories so short. Still, she remembered that she had a life before this. A life with people who were like her.

One night, when the king came to visit her, she asked him about her family. It was not the first time. She recognized the look on his face as he prepared to give her the same answer he always had, for the thousandth time.”
― Carissa Broadbent, The Serpent and the Wings of Night

“من در اين تاريكي
فكر يك بره‌ي روشن هستم
كه بيايد علف خستگي‌ام را بچرد.

من در اين تاريكي
امتداد تر بازوهايم را
زير باراني مي‌بينم
كه دعاهاي نخستين بشر را تر كرد.

من در اين تاريكي
در گشودم به چمن‌هاي قديم،
به طلايي‌هايي، كه به ديوار اساطير تماشا كرديم.

من در اين تاريكي
ريشه‌ها را ديدم
و براي بته‌ي نورس مرگ، آب را معني كردم.”
― سهراب سپهري