The Wind’s Story

Listen to the Wind
whispering endlessly to the reed
kissing each wave in its melody
the trees dance slowly to its romantic speed
sensual tones embrace every stone
in an never ending moan for all to take heed,
“I was once a wanderer in the dark,
now a true lover is all I need.
The agony of loneliness tormented my soul,
until I gave up Ego’s greed.
Suddenly a moonlit face unveiled,
love’s heart peak was revealed !”
Thus spoke the Wind…and a smile took over..

The Wind’s starlit smile continued the story,
“After seeing her deep dark eyes,
my heart was touched by love’s first glance.
She narrated her painful past,
dragging me closer to her intimate fragrance.
Drowned in a sea of emotions,
I started to feel this powerful romance.
Until the Horizon cleaved the misty Night,
we spoke together in words’ dance.
Silently I began to love her,
in secret I awaited the eternal chance.”
The smile now sighed in a cry..

And a crystal tear went on in a whisper,
“Has the sun of chance arouse…who sees ?
as I wonder my longing flare up
tortured now in separation’s breeze
I passed all my Self and attributes,
consumed only in the thought of where she is.
Until the Sun was seated on the Throne of Dawn,
I wept on my very knees.
Where is this piece my heart miss ?
then…flashes my very spirit seize
she sneaks like a beautiful lion,
bites me in passion’s please.
In a twinkle of eye all is over,
and once again in loneliness I freeze.
How can the roses,
blossom without bees ?
Where are the waves,
if there are no seas ?
for the touch of her hand I too have cried”
With that question the tear was dried..

I embraced the lonesome Wind
and quietly with console singed,
“Hear the words of Quran and willingly obey
In it you are appointed the Messenger of Mercy
all the colourful birds ride your sway
but Salomon, that gorgeous divine ray,
is still appointed the Master of your Windy way.
follow him if you wish to reach Love’s bay.
Catch the moment before it walks away,
that is all the wisdom I have to say.

Don’t despair! I too burn in this agony
you see, The Book of my Life holds same story,
even though filled with mysterious glory.
To secretly love brings many a tear
unspoken words is all you hear..
- When comes daylight?
cries the dark night.
I too have waited for the same sight.

Be sure though…oh lovely Wind !
Next time my sun appears in the sky,
Ehsan will kiss her without asking why !”