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THE MOON

THE MOON
O moon! Your beauty is the dignity of creation
Circumambulating the earthly sanctuary is your old habit
This something like a spot which appears on your breast
Are you someone’s Lover? Is this the Longing’s scar?
I am restless on the earth, you are impatient in the sky
You are also in search, I am also in search
Man is the candle of the congregation which is also yours
The direction in which I am going is also your destination
The one you are searching for in the stars’ silence
Perhaps is concealed in the commotion of life
It is standing is the cypress tree, is sleeping in the verdure
Is singing in the nightingale, is silent in the flower bud
Come, I shall show you His luminous cheek
In rivers’ mirror, in dew’s looking glass
In forest, in mountains in everything only He exists
In the heart of Man, in your cheek only He exists.
[Translated by M.A.K. Khalil]
O moon! Your beauty is the dignity of creation
Circumambulating the earthly sanctuary is your old habit
This something like a spot which appears on your breast
Are you someone’s Lover? Is this the Longing’s scar?
I am restless on the earth, you are impatient in the sky
You are also in search, I am also in search
Man is the candle of the congregation which is also yours
The direction in which I am going is also your destination
The one you are searching for in the stars’ silence
Perhaps is concealed in the commotion of life
It is standing is the cypress tree, is sleeping in the verdure
Is singing in the nightingale, is silent in the flower bud
Come, I shall show you His luminous cheek
In rivers’ mirror, in dew’s looking glass
In forest, in mountains in everything only He exists
In the heart of Man, in your cheek only He exists.
[Translated by M.A.K. Khalil]
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