Enchanted by Myself

Enchanted by Myself

I search for her

Who is closer to me than myself. In my burning desire,

I hear her footsteps.

Like a skylark, in unquenchable thirst,

She flies in the dry sky of my mind for water.

Like a chakor bird, she steals softly into my dreams on moonlit nights.

On the green leaves of my mind,

I see her like a benevolent dark cloud.

In the sharp flashes of lightning,

I see her roar loudly.

Sitting in the hump I created,

I adorned my beloved with a garland;

But suddenly I wake up

And find, alas, it is around my own neck.