Believe the Spring

Open the window
For Breeze is celebrating
The birth of acacias.
And Spring
Is lighting a candle
On every branch, near each leaf.


All swallows returned
And cried freshness
The ally is overwhelmed with songs
And the cherry tree
Came to fruition
By the gifts of the acacia’s celebration.


Friend, open the window
Do you remember
How the earth burned in the wild thirst?
How leaves withered?
And how thirst burned the liver of soil?

Do you remember
What the whips of cold wind did to the vine
In long dark nights?
And What the furious wind did at midnight
To the breast of white roses
Do you remember?



Lo, believe the miracle of rain
And generosity within he eyes of meads
And love within the sprit of breeze
Joyfully celebrating
The birth of acacias
In these narrow lanes
With empty hand.

The soil has come to life again
Why are you sitting like stone?
Why are you so sad and forlorn?

Open the window
And believe
The Spring.

Poem by: Fereydoon Moshiri
Translated by: Ismail Salami