If perchance, you ever remember how we were, <br />Then in the soft glow <br />of same moonlight <br />Cast a glance at a shining star. <br /> <br />And if that star <br />Travels the wasteland of space <br />and falls to your feet. <br /> <br />Know, it was an image of my heart. <br />And if the star stays on high <br /> <br />But then it is inconceivable <br />That you cast a glance at anything <br /> <br />But that it would splinter and crack <br />Lose its being. <br /> <br />If perchance, you ever remember how we were, <br />Place a soft hand on the passing breeze <br /> <br />I shall be there in wafted scents. <br />Search me in petals of rose, <br /> <br />In wee mirrors of dewdrops I'll be there. <br /> <br />And if you fail to find me in <br /> <br />In stars, wafted scents, rosepetals, dewdrops <br />Just look down at your feet. <br /> <br />You will find me there. <br />Circling in ceaseless journey to reach you. <br /> <br />If ever you see a brightlit lamp. <br />With circling moths daring open flame. <br /> <br />Know, I too have been reduced to ashes <br />Like many of them. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Pick up that dust, and fling it <br />In some passing river'. <br /> <br />The dust of me shall ride the waters. <br />Travel the seas, and come to rest, <br /> <br />On some unseen island, <br />Cry out for you. <br /> <br />And if you ever voyage out, <br />Do grace that distant island <br /> <br />[Translated by Saiyed Mohib Asad]<br /><br />Amjad Islam Amjad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-of-love-5/
