In the music so melodious and deep...
...I feel like sleeping, but how can I then keep...
...the promise I've made...
...to my lord on the Day of Alast...
...to journey on, not to stop;
The creator of these tunes so fair...
...is omniscient;
He knows that I hear his music...
...even in my sleep...
...in his eternal presence there;
But, I wonder why I stop to breathe in...
...the beez' sound that swarm around;
I wake up only by the flashes of light...
...and the thunder sound;
Torrential rains falling all around!
Enjoying this rain music...
...I leap and dance to the sweet tunes...
...and start to travel on...
...while the music rains;
I call to myself:
I must travel, I have a will...
...to keep the promise I've made...
...to my lord on the Day of Alast;
So I journey on, through rain music...
...without pause, until I reach my home.
MyKoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem