Our flower-like children <br />When sleeping early morning <br />It looks as if fairies descending from clouds <br />Are resting on silken bed-sheets <br />Bright and flowery, adorned by Turkmen <br />Like angels have come down from heavens <br />In proper order <br />Rolling rosaries in their strong hands <br />Praising the Lords <br />And sitting in bedroom windows <br />Guard them <br /> <br />Our flower-like children <br />When sleeping early morning <br />It looks as if subservient time <br />Head lowered, hands clasped, dawdling <br />Waiting by the bedside for them to wake up <br />So that colours splash, morning light shows up <br />Flowers spread perfume <br />Birds sing <br /> <br />Our flower-like children <br />When sleeping early morning <br />High above the shining stars <br />Lower than the heavens <br />Where fortune is distributed <br />Almighty packs piety, truthfulness and success <br />And on the wings of archangels, sends carved chests <br />Towards their bedrooms <br />Our flower-like children <br /> <br />[Translated from Urdu by Masror Hausen]<br /><br />Muhammad Izhar ul Haq<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-for-marziyya/
