In a melancholic wintry night,
Howling wind, bitter darkness,
Lying in gloom, dark dismay,
No fire in furnace, no candle on table.
Brooding deeply on her face,
My heart yearned for beautiful friend.
I saw a column of light in my surprise.
In speechless ecstasy, I rose in haste.
Breathless, trembling, burning,
Without shoes, I rushed to her.
Her smile illumined my heart.
Her beauty brightened my room.
O reunion bliss! O joy’s aching pain!
Blessed is flame of light, lovely and sweet
Who struck chords of delight in my soul.
Asleep, I listen the music in wakeful dream.
The sun of logic and reason whirls away
When sees a flame in a lover’s heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem