The moon has become a dancer
at this festival of love.
This dance of light,
This sacred blessing,
This divine love,
beckons us
to a world beyond
only lovers can see
with their eyes of fiery passion.
They are the chosen ones
who have surrendered.
Once they were particles of light
now they are the radiant sun.
They have left behind
the world of deceitful games.
They are the privileged lovers
who create a new world
with their eyes of fiery passion.
Translated by: Fereydoun Kia
Where could I find the (Persian) , (Farsi) translation or this poem which is written in Farsi by Rumi.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
They are the privileged lovers who create a new world with their eyes of fiery passion. beautiful. tony