The Sky’s Stifled Sobs ( بغض آسمان )

!The stormiest, most yearning sob of the sky

Your eyes

 From which drop of the galaxy’s fountain 

Did they take the color of rain 

That even the restless wind 

In the haste of your steps

 ?Pounded against the chest of the earth

The towering bastion of my belief

 Collapsed only with the song of a flight

 A flight you played without reason

 In times when even the yellowed face of leaves

 Curled up in the cold

 Fearful of the storm

 And the relentless night rain

 Washed away your gaze

 From the old frame of the window

!The rainiest dream of the free cloud

The unmatched taste of your smile

 Is the prelude to all dreams

 That stir the crowd of the day

 In the solitude of the alley

And the leaden shadow of the wall

Intoxicated by the wildness of your memory 

Yields to the sea of light

The most eternal spring 

!Oh my beloved

 

Once again 

Without warning 

Rain

Upon my desert-like thirst

Arsalan – Tehran

March 14, 2023