Beauty

Beauty

Your voice is like a girl from the farthest green village 
whose tall and graceful frame is known to the pine trees on the mountains
 
Your voice is like a girl who, at dusk,
will bathe in the clear springs of heaven beneath the parasol of the moon
 
who, at dawn, bears home a jar of pure light
who will drink sip by sip from the river of the sun
 
Your voice is like a girl from the farthest green village
who wears an anklet forged from the songs of a brook
 
who wears an earring spun from the whispering rain
who wears a necklace woven from the silk of a waterfall
 
all of which grace the garden of the sun with their many-coloured blossoms of love -
and you are as beautiful as your voice
 
September, 1994 
 

Original Poem by

Partaw Naderi

Translated by

Yama Yari with Sarah Maguire Language

Dari

Country

Afghanistan