Tābestān Tamām Shod
تابستان تمام شد
Bleak pale wind hath whisk'd the leaves -
Leaves - the cinders of my grief...
Summer sunsets shone away - to the shade
Of yesterday... Leas in bloom, and croons of eve, but nay,
I saw only haze of sorrow, I drank night...
Without you the moon lost her light...
Starless sky was I wan and lorn,
In the lake of vanishing I did myself behold,
And saw only night... Formless cloud...
Yet I found heart of fog - fog of solitude; A gown
Of eclipse is my vest; In the West I bade farewell to the sun,
And escaped to the land of lakes at the dawn...
I remember the morn, one angel - her name be the Bliss,
Her wings my pain did allay, angel be
Happy and fare thee well, and forgive...
Where is my heart? Tell me, a lark, but he
Turned away, flown away from me...
And ye, O willow, tell me why? Why do you sigh
On wind and cry? But she made me no reply...
And milky mist, why did you steal the grove? -
The grove I stroll along... But he got
More heavy and dull... heavy as lead, then told me,
"Away to the pond where groweth cane, he will say unto thee..."
Sipped from cup of silence night,
A pallid moon had missed her half, and pined...
Her crescend sank in depth of dole...
Before me reeds of lonely pond.
When midnight dew had touched the grass,
Then did the pond of cane me ask:
Thus, I see, ye are alone, where is thy crane?
She to whom you sang the lays,
Angel of the flying wave, thy Maid?
She to whom you promised that
Nor night nor time can ever sever her and thee,
Where then she be? But hist, don't answer me!
Hast not thou read the writ:
Love is patient, love is kind.
Love does not envy, is not boastful,
is not arrogant, is not rude,
is not self-seeking, is not irritable,
and does not keep a record of wrongs.
Love finds no joy in unrighteousness but
rejoices in the truth. It bears all things,
believes all things, hopes all things,
endures all things.
Love never ends
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Deep waters cannot quench love,
nor rivers sweep it away.
Song of Songs 8:7
- Aye, I did...
- Then back to her, what for the Lord gave thee
The wings of starry wind? Two cranes
Should be together evermore... two flames.
September 2017
تابستان تمام شد - Summer expired (Farsi)
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