The sea love song
the sea blue the sea
flow of a child's hair
to the dawn behind its eyes
dawn that is breaking
dawn that flickers
dawn catching its breath
The sea plays
with dolls of water
mist spread the fog wings
these sea brides have flung away my being
made of me a ship of desire
thirst
in the silver waves
sea brides make of me
froth and cloud
a moth
Filling my spirit
all face of my beloved
canticle star his breath cool
face of my beloved
vaster than the sea's everlastingness
blocking its blue
domains
but its birds
but its surging but its dreams
hidden
O sea tell me
where does this face end?
Where do you begin This face of sea
I am lost in it
the lights are out
in every port
his eyes
where do you think they end?
. . . .
Heart of mine
it was floating in a deep
mirror, prolific, reflections
surge
a daze and a wilderness
In a dream of love lost in fields
of long eyelashes
searching the big seas for the snow pearls
they have the heart my beloved has
pure
a bright fragrance of secret
melody of wind's warmth
mystery
with a fountain a murmur in it
southern gale gliding
I was on the sea
the sea brimmed with my desire …
Ahmad had ocean eyes
watering the wastes of What Is
they would exude perfumes
Sprout in the stones
a field of daisies
river of saffron flowing
Ahmad young like new vine shoots
Ahmad the smell of my earth, taste
of my river
Ahmad fragrance of my soil
has given me his light to drink
Ahmad
has gone through my meadow of praise
his wings are scattering me
his wings are gathering me
From endless light came Ahmad
from forest of sparrows and fragrance
over the essences of the Qur'an
over the recitation and the fasting
Ahmad
radiant from depths of memory
my hidden years
in the cypress tree
from scent of poppy and almond
the face of Ahmad
O bird of dawn O wings of white lilies
you
life of mine
O apricot guise supplying the time
across my life's river
in my words
Ahmad Ahmad
Color deep chasms cheek of the secret
my escape
from frozen forms of self, from the chains
from the snows of me
You
bird of silence and mystery you smooth candlestick
the range you are and the ascending
the beauty and the abundance
Ahmad my rose harvest of my life
You
total past
you
all that is to come
Ahmad pure like March rains
first mercy season snow
Ahmad shimmer of star
eyelash
Ahmad O shore
of eternity, across lilac sky
the spirit of stillness drinks
my interior mists
Ahmad me and you
nature
the sea atmosphere
of a temple
candle of promise
In the wish of the wise
God is kindled
God in our dream
a window of gold
a window of gold
. . . .
The birds flew in the morning
a whole-hearted flight
playing with cloud and wind
shaping the light
above endless ocean
Ahmad never flew but came
closer and closer
in the shadow of clouds
Stained by brightness
we sang to the sky and the sea
two full sails
two wanderers we were
A pair of prodigals lost
in a forest of song
in our song the sun was broken
eternity, the harbors
Broken our laughter, broken
our desires
Till the tale is told and the tide
to the feet we stand on
streams with its kisses and breaks
Ahmad Ahmad us and you and me
this height where night and the silence
have set us
And in our spirit
Allah
is
the sea blue the sea
flow of a child's hair
to the dawn behind its eyes
dawn that is breaking
dawn that flickers
dawn catching its breath
The sea plays
with dolls of water
mist spread the fog wings
these sea brides have flung away my being
made of me a ship of desire
thirst
in the silver waves
sea brides make of me
froth and cloud
a moth
Filling my spirit
all face of my beloved
canticle star his breath cool
face of my beloved
vaster than the sea's everlastingness
blocking its blue
domains
but its birds
but its surging but its dreams
hidden
O sea tell me
where does this face end?
Where do you begin This face of sea
I am lost in it
the lights are out
in every port
his eyes
where do you think they end?
. . . .
Heart of mine
it was floating in a deep
mirror, prolific, reflections
surge
a daze and a wilderness
In a dream of love lost in fields
of long eyelashes
searching the big seas for the snow pearls
they have the heart my beloved has
pure
a bright fragrance of secret
melody of wind's warmth
mystery
with a fountain a murmur in it
southern gale gliding
I was on the sea
the sea brimmed with my desire …
Ahmad had ocean eyes
watering the wastes of What Is
they would exude perfumes
Sprout in the stones
a field of daisies
river of saffron flowing
Ahmad young like new vine shoots
Ahmad the smell of my earth, taste
of my river
Ahmad fragrance of my soil
has given me his light to drink
Ahmad
has gone through my meadow of praise
his wings are scattering me
his wings are gathering me
From endless light came Ahmad
from forest of sparrows and fragrance
over the essences of the Qur'an
over the recitation and the fasting
Ahmad
radiant from depths of memory
my hidden years
in the cypress tree
from scent of poppy and almond
the face of Ahmad
O bird of dawn O wings of white lilies
you
life of mine
O apricot guise supplying the time
across my life's river
in my words
Ahmad Ahmad
Color deep chasms cheek of the secret
my escape
from frozen forms of self, from the chains
from the snows of me
You
bird of silence and mystery you smooth candlestick
the range you are and the ascending
the beauty and the abundance
Ahmad my rose harvest of my life
You
total past
you
all that is to come
Ahmad pure like March rains
first mercy season snow
Ahmad shimmer of star
eyelash
Ahmad O shore
of eternity, across lilac sky
the spirit of stillness drinks
my interior mists
Ahmad me and you
nature
the sea atmosphere
of a temple
candle of promise
In the wish of the wise
God is kindled
God in our dream
a window of gold
a window of gold
. . . .
The birds flew in the morning
a whole-hearted flight
playing with cloud and wind
shaping the light
above endless ocean
Ahmad never flew but came
closer and closer
in the shadow of clouds
Stained by brightness
we sang to the sky and the sea
two full sails
two wanderers we were
A pair of prodigals lost
in a forest of song
in our song the sun was broken
eternity, the harbors
Broken our laughter, broken
our desires
Till the tale is told and the tide
to the feet we stand on
streams with its kisses and breaks
Ahmad Ahmad us and you and me
this height where night and the silence
have set us
And in our spirit
Allah
is