Out & beyond

حلم
خط يتلاشى
بقعة ضوء مترهلة
صوت
يتعارك مع حواجز الصمت
يبحث
أذن مؤذن
همست المإذنة دموعا في المساء للسماء الصامتة
طل القمر فتناثر ضوئه في ارتباك فوق أوراق الشجر
و في الخفاء بكى الجدار
واقفا يحمل جرحه في سكون

© Restful Rain

OGreat Rain!
Shant Norashkharian

O great rain,
What would my wilderness be
Without your sweet company?
O greatest music of all,
The sky's kiss on the warm soil,
O blesser of thirsty lips,
Heaven's tears when nature weeps...
O greatest lover of all,
You give without asking more,
Abundantly to all fields,
And the mountains and all hills...
Stay a little...

O great rain,
What would my deep sorrow be
Without your sweet melody?
Come and soothe my lonely soul,
Which smolders like burning coal,
Come and blow your cooling breeze,
For my wounds and pain to ease...
O greatest seeker of all,
With each drop you reveal more
Than a thousand mysteries,
The wisdom of centuries...
Stay a little...

O great rain,
What would my confused mind be
Without your sweet harmony?
Every vein of every tree,
Every heart has prayed to see
Your beauty and glory,
O you great rain so holy,
You bring angels piety,
Widowed mothers dignity
Stay a little...

O great rain,
What would my victory be
Without the strength you gave me?
You move rocks with tenderness,
You give warriors happiness,
Inspiration to poets,
And deep passion to the braves...
You give faith to the faithless,
To the peasants warm kindness,
You put the child to sound sleep,
And in sound health crops you keep...
Stay a little...

O great rain,
What would my patience be
Without all that you taught me?
To honor the winter wind,
For the spring that it will bring,
To respect the lowly seed,
Life even in grass and weed,
To persevere, to believe
In the smile that follows grief,
In the good of everyone
That the bad will soon be gone...
Stay a little...

Come rain,Come sweet rain,
What would my solitude be
Without a friend to visit me?
If I could not share my dreams,
Whisper secrets in your ears,
If I could not forget those
Who told me their tales of woes,
Those once loved and abandoned,
Forever gone yet now sought,
Those hopes for respect I thought,
Was now long due to my work...
Stay a little...

O rain,
O great rain,
O sweet rain,
Stay a little...
Stay a little...
Stay a little...



Creal Springs,
Illinois, 1992

time to sleep...

In my corner at the edge, where the earth meets the sky

Can feel sounds emerging into the space

Transforming into images in the end of the day

And before we speak the sun melts them into rain

Back to earth, they start to decay

©Restful Rain