Umid Ali writes

KEEP WHAT YOU ARE KEEPING

 

I refused everything today, 

I found myself into the silence.

My soul mixes to quietness, 

The ease sharps my all words.

I am unbroken while in loneliness, 

My weak heart wakes up.

I revise myself – 

My wails spread the sky.

Here is a heart – the universe and the sky, 

Mixed,

The dayri-dun is spotless. 

There is only the soul that is orderly in its identity,

And the uneasy soul, 

Pain

 --tr. Asror Allayarov from "The Gate Opened by Angels"

 

 --John Poppleton