Limitata / Mahdod

tear is a secret
smile is a secret
love is a secret
that night's tear was my live's smile
i am not a fable that you may tell
i am not a song that you may sing
i am not a sound that you may hear
or somthing that you may know...
i am the common pain:
cry me out
the tree speaks to the forest
grass,to the meadow
star to the galaxy
and i speak to you
tell me your name
give me your hand
speak to me
give me your heart
i have comprehended your roots
through your lips,i have spoken for all the lips
and your hand's are familiar with mine
i have wept with you in illuminated solitude
for the sake of the living,
and i have sung with you in the dark cemetery
the most beautiful of songs, because this year's dead
have been the most loving of the living
give me your hand
your hand's are familiar with mine
i speak to you, my late find
like a cloud to the storm
like grass to the desert
like rain to the ocean
like bird to the spring
like a tree speaks to the forest
because i have comprehended your roots
because my voice is familiar with yours

By AHMAD SHAMLOO