“I want to return with a message of love, I want to return to pour light into your veins. And cry out: ‘O those whose baskets are full of sleep, I brought you an apple, red like the sun,” wrote poet Sohrab Sepehri. “I want to bring flowers for the beggar, gift earrings to the pretty leper woman of my old neighbourhood. I want to share the beauty of the garden with the blind.” “I want to be a peddler, peddling through streets, shouting: ‘Dew, I brought dew for you.” “And when the passer-by says: ‘How dark is the night,’ I will gift her the milky way. Put a constellation of stars around the neck of the legless girl on the bridge near my old home.” “And those who curse others, I want to grow flowers on their lips. Wherever there is a wall of separation, I want to tear it down.”
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