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.