And a message on the way

love treeSome day
I will come and bring a message.
Into veins I will cast light,
And call out, “O you whose baskets are full of dreams!”
     I have brought you an apple, the red apple of the Sun.
 
I will come to offer the beggar a lilac flower.
I will give the lovely leprous woman a pair of earrings.
To the blind I will tell: “How scenic the garden is!”
I will become a peddler, roam the alleyways,
     and cry out, “Dews, dews, dews.”

A passer-by will say, “How dark tonight is.”
     To him I will give a galaxy.
There, on the bridge, is a crippled little girl.
     Round her neck I will hang the Great Bear.
All lips I will purge from whatever obscenities.
All walls I will destruct.
The bandits, I will tell:  “A caravan is arriving, their belongings are Smile.”
I will tear up the clouds.
I will graft the eyes onto the sun, the hearts onto love,
     the shadows onto water, and the branches onto wind.
And I will unite the sleeping baby to the murmur of crickets.
 
I will fly kites.
I will water the flowerpots.
Before horses and cows,
          I will put green grass of love.
For a thirsty mare I will bring a bucket of dews.
The decrepit ass on the way,
          I will repel the flies off its body.
I will plant carnations on  every wall.
I will sing a verse to every window.
I will give a pine tree to each crow.
To the snake I will tell: “How glorious the frog is!”
I will reconcile.
I will acquaint.
I will walk on.
I will drink light.
I will love.flower-2
 Translated from a Persian poem by Sohrab Sepehri

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