Love
Love
An enigma that knows not the count of time
A vast ocean, measureless its borderlines,
Astral light, the luscious light of smiling moon
Heavens can't fathom its pleasant, charming guiles.
If it catches a heart unguarded, it plunders
Makes it yield to vast domains and heaven highs;
Now with secret signals, now with puzzling ways,
Tells such stories of heart tongue can't verbalize.
From its glory height if a splendorous sign one sees,
He or she will not distinguish gain or loss.
In a moment it can seize the reins of reason
In its mind, fiction or fact's an even toss.
If a beggar should approach its lofty heaven
Such a height no king is apt to realize.
With a shafting flame it will cause an upheaval
It surpasses Milky Way in its ascendance.
If a heart should be a target of its arrows,
It will no longer know of patience or endurance.
Qasem Ghazanfar
Translated from the original Persian
by the author.
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