Love Elegies

their spring meadows
are desolate now.
still, desire for them lives always
in our heart, never dying.

these are their ruins..
these are the tears..
in memory of those
who melt the soul forever..

I called out,
following after love-dazed.
you so full with beauty,
I’ve nothing..

I rubbed my face in the dust,
laid low by the fever of love.
by the privilege of the right of desire for you,
don’t shatter the heart..

of a man drowned in his words,
burned alive in sorrow.
nothing can save him now.

you want a fire? take it easy.
this passion is incandescent.
touch it, it will light your own.

— from “Stations of Desire: Love Elegies” by Ibn Arabi and New Poems. English version by Michael A. Sells.

I found this beautiful poem last night from a book titled “New Poems”. actually, Jemy has found it first. hehe, thanks <33