Oasis in a Moment

If you are coming to me,
I am beyond Oblivion.
Beyond Oblivion is a place
Where dandelions run into the veins of air,
Bringing news of a faraway blooming bush.
The sands bear the footprints of delicate horsemen
Mounting the hilltop of poppies.
Beyond Oblivion, the umbrella of desire is open.
As soon as thirst blows onto the root of a leaf
Rain sings songs of freshness.
One is lonely here.
Where an elm’s shadow streams into eternity.

If you are coming to me
Approach gently, softly lest you crack
The fragile china of my solitude!

(Translated by Ismail Salami)

Sohrab Sepehri

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