again The Vinales Valley is covered with rain
and seduced by abundant dream to regain
crying for Love among the Cone flowers
of heavenly words and the heroic goers
and Velazquez is with them where they go
that they will sing, for you need not so
is it not curses heaped on crowned head?
say not gentle things as other women have said
but on a sudden fierce fate came
vigorously pondering, thunderbolt and flame
blurred by gorgeous wish, of beauty and loss
showered on Esfahan, to beautify them and toss
soft as they whisper who in this winter's moon gird
from bricked road and below tunnel, and they heard
clearing your hearts from all poisoning blindness
touch the Hope and serene Loving kindness
Ahmad Shiddiqi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ballad-2-2/
