You said
Night
Will not last long
The sun
From behind the high ridge of the mountain
Joyfully
Will rise
The leaden gaze of the sky
Will turn to indigo
And spring
Will birth
The lily and the violet
But you tell me
With the sorrow of this land
,Unwanted
?What should I do
You said
The earth
Will seize the impure body
The crimson cheek of the dusk
Will paint the face of dawn
The crystal drops of rain
Will wipe away the dust
From the windows of the city
And the hidden refuge of the beloved
Will open to the lover
But you tell me
With the sorrow of this land
,Unwanted
?What should I do
You said
The wound of hatred
Will eventually
Tear the chest open
And if the heart breaks
A solace
Must be found
The sound of rain
On the cobblestones of the alley
Will rush to greet us
And the purple blossom
Will find its way
Over the wall to the sky
But you tell me
With the sorrow of this land
,Unwanted
?What should I do
You said
Even if
There is no tomorrow
Spring can still be seen
In the gaze of the poppy
You can ask
The rain from a spot of cloud
Dress in new clothes
From the thought of you
And sweep
The sorrow
From the house of the soul
But tell me
,O sorrow-bearer
What shall the companions
,Of this land
,Unwanted
?Do
Arslan - Tehran
(June 25, 2020)
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