UNDER RAIN by Darvish Hussein
Please see [www.sohrabsepehri.com/poems.asp?status=showpoem&language=e&poemid=99] I don’t know Why some say that the horse is a noble animal, the pigeon is beautiful And why no vulture dwells in any person’s cage I wonder why the clover is interior to alfalfa One must wash eyes, look differently to things words must be washed The word must be wind itself, the word must be the rain itself One must shut umbrellas One must walk in the rain One must carry the thought, the recollection in the rain One must go walk in the rain with all the townsfolk One must see friends in the rain One must search love in the rain One must sleep with a woman in the rain One must play in the rain One must write, talk and plant lotus flowers in the rain Life is repeated wetting Life is swimming in the pond of present Let’s undress The brook is a step away Let’s taste light Let’s weigh the night of a village, and the dream of a gazelle Let’s feel the warmth of the stork’s nest Let’s not step on the law of meadow Let’s open the knot of taste in the vineyard And open our mouths when the moon emerges Let’s not say that moon is a bad thing Let’s not say that the glowworm is ignorant of the garden’s insight And bring a basket Take all this red, all this green Let’s eat bread and cheese in mornings And plant a sapling at every pitch of a sentence And pour the seed of silence between two syllables (www.sohrabsepehri.com/poems.asp?status=showpoem&language=e&poemid=99)
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