Saturday, May 2, 2009

Not every eye can see,


My heart, sit only with those

who know and understand you.

Sit only under a tree

that is full of blossoms.

In the bazaar of herbs and potions

don't wander aimlessly

find the shop with a potion

that is sweet

If you don't have a measure

people will rob you in no time.

You will take counterfeit coins

thinking they are real.

Don't fill your bowl with food

from every boiling pot you see.

Not every joke is humorous,

so don't search for meaning

where there isn't one.

Not every eye can see,

not every sea is full of pearls.

My hart, sing the song of longing

like nightingale.

The sound of your voice casts

a spellon every stone,

on every thorn.

First, lay down your head

then one by one

let go of all distractions.

Embrace the light

and let it guide you

beyond the winds of desire.

There you will find a spring

and nourished

by its see waters

like a tree you will bear fruit forever.


by Maryam Mafi & Azima Melita Kolin

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