Sohrab Sepehri Poems

Tonight
Will journey
To the realm of words
In a strange dream.
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If you are coming to me,
I am beyond Oblivion.
Beyond Oblivion is a place
Where dandelions run into the veins of air,
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Let's not soil the water:
Perhaps a pigeon is drinking down there
Or a thrush dipping its wing by a far thicket
Or a pitcher being filled in a village.
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She was great
And belonged to the present time
And had affinity with all bright horizons.
And fathomed the language of the earth and water.
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Past the border of my dream
The shadow of a morning glory
Had darkened all these ruins
What intrepid wind
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There was a woman at the door
Standing with a body as ever
I approached her:
Her image flooded my eyes.
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When knowledge
Still nestled by springs,
Man
Indulged himself in his azure philosophy
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O you lost in the stellar green wonders!
The fig of ignorance
Epitomizes the virgin rocks
The heart of water is pining
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Keep calling me!
Sweet is your voice.
It is the green
Growing beyond the companionship of sorrow.
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