Longevity Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Longevity

I sit in rocking chair:
"Why is chair tireless? "
"It rocks, rocks, forever! "

See window, and outside,
Feel Jewish, facing wall.

Feel: "World is brutal, "
Divided is sky to dusk, night.

Colorful, lower part
Is, and rest, grey, dark.

"Isn't this like mankind? "
I question, deep in thoughts.

Gilgamesh in my mind
I think of the Torah.

"Why are they different? "
Think deep, get no reply.

Prior's time's man lived
Max, into late thirties.

But latter opposes,
Gives life of prophets
To exceed hundreds,
Some, near a thousand.

Let myself to go wild
In the sea, by Lima
And sail to the islands
With myth of "two sisters."

They take me to long past
To Kon and Pachacamac.

Rock and rock
Laugh and laugh:
"Life is fog, or cloud! "