Blow harsh on me O wind, send thrill through my spine
Carry me deep to the forest and like a Sufi I’ll spin
Spin, spin and spin till the sky and the earth merged to become one
Till the laughter of the trees echoed across the world
Absorbing all its hates and miseries in a swirl
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
crafted so well. Great read.