Ice Sculpture Poem by Mohammad Younus

I made a sculpture of ice in winter,
To express the ephemerality accompanying me,
Spring came and winter flew away with the winter birds,
The burning sun, Very bright, appeared in the spring sky,
My sculpture drank the heat of the spring sun,
I saw my sculpture melting violently under the sun,
Evaporating, drying up, and reducing to nothing!
The sun offered to the sculpture its own never-ending heat,
To send the frozen water in the sculpture to where it came,
The way the sculpture of ice returned to its source,
I too desire to melt into water from which I am made,
I cannot, unless the sun of spritual heat glows on me.

MyKoul