Poet's Corner (of UOIT): Sohrab sepehri: green to green

Sohrab sepehri: green to green

Green to Green

In this dark,

I am thinking of a lightly lamb,

to graze the grass of my loneliness.

In this dark,

I see my arms beneath the original rain

that fell on the first prayers of men.

In this dark,

I open a door to the ancient lanes

to the golden image of mythical caves.

In this dark,

I saw the roots.

And,

in this melting darkness,

for the ever-growing pot of death

I explained the fluid scent of Water and Earth.