Sohrab Sepehri (From The Footsteps of Water, 1965)

I have washed my eyes,
I... see otherwise.

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I have-
wished my eyes,
but also, my words!
My words now stream–
from the birth place of the breeze–
and the true essence of the rain.

So come!
Come with me!
Leave the shield and shelter behind–
and come! Come to lanes of the other side!

Let us stay,
Just a little while–
under the gentle stroke-
of the glowing drops of rain,
and the light, weightless dews–
of the sun.

Let us stay,
Just a little while,-
under the shower of light–
descending, falling, running–
to the neat heart  of the insight–
of night!

***&***

I have washed my eyes,
I see otherwise.

Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani. December 2007, Montreal