“My heart searched for your fragrance”
My heart searched for your fragrance
in the breeze moving at dawn,
my eyes searched for the flower of your face
in the garden of creation.
Neither could lead me to your abode —
contemplation alone showed me the way.
English version by Isaac A. Ezekiel
Original Language Persian/Farsi
|— from Sarmad: Martyr to Love Divine, by Isaac A. Ezekie|