Thursday, May 17, 2012

The Rain 

And then 
I saw the Glorious Lady of my love 
Standing above the throne of the earth 
At the gates of the lilac park 
thinking about the raining days. 


And then 
I saw the Glorious Lady of my love 
Standing above the throne of the earth 
At the gates of the deluge of the lilies 
And her lilac robe was in dance 
In hands of the wind. 


And then 
I saw the Glorious Lady of my love 
At the gates of the lilies 
Returning from her perilous heavenly journey. 

A. Shamlou 
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