Under the shade of a Jasmine tree <br />A little distance from the tavern, on that turn of the road <br />Two bodies <br />Burned out in the fire of love <br />Love, the word of devotion <br />Love, their God <br />Love, their funeral pyre <br />Two bodies <br />Moist in the dew, bathed in the moonlight <br />Like two newly bloomed flowers <br />Cool fresh breeze from the gardens <br />Wallowed in grief <br />Winding itself through the dark tresses <br />Stayed for a brief moment on the warm faces <br /> <br />We saw them <br />In the mornings and in the nights <br />In ecstasy and in agony <br /> <br />The mosque's minarets saw them <br />The doors of the temple saw them <br />The cracked walls of the tavern saw them <br /> <br />From time immemorial to the end of the world! <br />Tell me, healer <br />Does your bag of remedies <br />Has anything like the potion of love? <br />Has any remedy for the love-sick? <br /> <br />Under the shade of a Jasmine tree <br />A little distance from the tavern, on that turn of the road <br />Two bodies <br />Healer!<br /><br />Makhdoom Mohiuddin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/healer-6/
