O Morning Breeze, You Smell Fragrant Poem by Mohammad Younus

O morning breeze, you smell fragrant,
From which rose garden did you come?
And where are you going?
You take my soul out of me,
Do you come from my lost garden?
Youbring on your wings sound currents of sky music,
Did you cross the celestial garden,
Where I was playing at my harp?
You promise me something,
You seem to be coming with some message,
From my friend, standing at the Kawthar pool,
To offer me a sip from his cup,
So that my frivolity and eccentricities are washed off,
To repose in me Love and light,
That resounded in God before the time began

Mykoul