In Goulestaneh!

What wide plains!
What lofty mountains!
What sweet scent of grass comes from Gulestaneh!
I was looking for something in this village
Perhaps for a slumber
Some light, some sand, some smile
Behind the poplar trees
There was some pure negligence that called me
I stopped at a Redland, the wind was blowing, and I listened
Who was it that talked to me?
A lizard slipped
I started walking
A hayfield in the way
Then a cucumber bed, flower bushes of color and the oblivion of earth
I put off my shoes and sat down my feet dangling in the stream
How green am I today
And how clever is my body!
God forbid if grief arrives from behind the mountain
Who is hiding behind the tree?
Nobody, only a cow is grazing in the field
It is noontime in summer
Shadows know that kind of summer it is
Spotless shadows
Bright and pure corners
Sensitive children! Here is a good place to play life is not empty
There is kindness, apple, and faith
Yes!
One must live as long as the anemone exists
Something is lurking in my heart like a bush of light, like slumber before daybreak
And so restless am I that I wish
To run to the end of the plain, climb to the peak of the mountain
There is a voice in the distance that is calling me…
(Sohrab Sepehri)

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