Michal (Mitak) Mahgerefteh

  Poetry and Fine Art 

"Father to father"


When I stand in front of the Wall


shadows of doubt feeds the flesh


of my eyes; be silent wasted vows,


it-is I who walked the divided Sea


to everlasting freedom to endure


the endless mystery called Life!






Ffather said, be the fiddler of words,


give them string and whoosh of air,


carve names on a thin drip of pulp


with the tiniest grain of cedar wood,


discover self beyond doubt, I Am


and will remain unseen for eternity.

Copyright by Michal Mahgerefteh
October 2018