Poetic Calligraphy (Rain Song)

O Gulf, Giver of pearls, shells and death. And the echo replies, As if lamenting: O Gulf.

Your eyes are two palm trees forests in early light,
Or two balconies from which the moonlight recedes
When they smile, your eyes, the vines put forth their leaves,
And lights dance...like moons in a river
Rippled by the blade of an oar at break of day;
As if stars were throbbing in the depths of them...

- - Badr shakir al-sayyab, Rain Song - -

** Originally spotted on Seeker After Truth**