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ﺧﺎﮎ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﺨﺖ
ﺳﺎﻟﻬﺎ ﭘﯿﺶ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ
ﺯﯾﺮ ﯾﮏ ﺳﻨﮓ ﮔﻮﺷﻪ ﺍﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ
ﻣﻦ ﻓﻘﻂ ﯾﮏ ﮐﻤﯽ ﺧﺎﮎ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﻫﻤﯿﻦ
ﯾﮏ ﮐﻤﯽ ﺧﺎﮎ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻋﺎﯾﺶ ﭘﺮ ﺯﺩﻥ ﺁﻥ ﺳﻮﯼ ﭘﺮﺩﻩ ﺁﺳﻤﺎﻥ ﺑﻮﺩ
ﺁﺭﺯﻭﯾﺶ ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺩﯾﺪﻥ ﺁﺧﺮﯾﻦ ﻗﻠﻪ ﯼ ﮐﻬﮑﺸﺎﻥ ﺑﻮﺩ
ﺧﺎﮎ ﻫﺮ ﺷﺐ ﺩﻋﺎ ﮐﺮﺩ
ﺍﺯ ﺗﻪ ﺩﻝ ﺧﺪﺍ ﺭﺍ ﺭﺍ ﺻﺪﺍ ﮐﺮﺩ
ﯾﮏ ﺷﺐ ﺁﺧﺮ ﺩﻋﺎﯾﺶ ﺍﺛﺮ ﮐﺮﺩ
ﯾﮏ ﻓﺮﺷﺘﻪ ﺗﻤﺎﻡ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﺭﺍ ﺧﺒﺮ ﮐﺮﺩ
ﻭ ﺧﺪﺍ ﺗﮑﻪ ﺍﯼ ﺧﺎﮎ ﺭﺍ ﺑﺮﺩﺍﺷﺖ
ﺁﺳﻤﺎﻥ ﺭﺍ ﺩﺭ ﺁﻥ ﮐﺎﺷﺖ
ﺧﺎﮎ ﺭﺍ ﺗﻮﯼ ﺩﺳﺘﺎﻥ ﺧﻮﺩ ﻭﺭﺯ ﺩﺍﺩ
ﺭﻭﺡ ﺧﻮﺩ ﺭﺍ ﺑﻪ ﺍﻭ ﻗﺮﺽ ﺩﺍﺩ
ﺧﺎﮎ ﺗﻮﯼ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺧﺪﺍ ﻧﻮﺭ ﺷﺪ
ﭘﺮ ﮔﺮﻓﺖ ﺍﺯ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﺩﻭﺭ ﺷﺪ
ﺭﺍﺳﺘﯽ ﻣﻦ ﻫﻤﺎﻥ ﺧﺎﮎ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﺨﺖ
ﻣﻦ ﻫﻤﺎﻥ ﻧﻮﺭ ﻫﺴﺘﻢ
ﭘﺲ ﭼﺮﺍ ﮔﺎﻫﯽ ﺍﻭﻗﺎﺕ ﺍﯾﻨﻬﻤﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺧﺪﺍ ﺩﻭﺭ ﻫﺴﺘﻢ!