ECSTASY OF MELANCHOLY

ECSTASY OF MELANCHOLY

WHEN THE RHYTHM OF LOVE, ESTABLISHED, IT EVER IS,

The case of love is not easy,

and the case for lovers, yet evermore difficult,

He saw Him before, after and during everything, Imam Ali, Allah,

And in His Love, all Imams martyred,

yet their Love only increased, evermore, intensified,

ours was a winning cause of loss,

to loose any and everything for Him,

and ours is Hussein,

away from His Land, yet every Land is His,

There is no day like Yours Ya Hussein,

yet everyday Ashura, every land Karb O Bala [can/'t you see?],

they forgot Him, and He made them forget their own Self

Ascension is hidden in knowing Hussein, knowing Ali,

Ya Ali, Ya Hussein,

Every season, season of Hussein, Ali...

The case of lovers is not easy to understand,

they wave their hands, a hit to the chest, heartbeat
wave it like your wings,

like a bird, lost, without it's wings,

like a fish, out of water, out of the ocean,

welcome to the streets of love, sacrifice, rhythm/[heart]beat...

welcome to tears of joy; to meet the beloved,

welcome to the state when all faces give a sign of the beloved

welcome to the Tonic of separation, the Ecstasy of melancholy

come, sit, feel, have a cup of silence.

THE CASE OF LOVERS
IS NOT EASY
TO UNDERSTAND .

THEY ARE
LIKE
AN UNREAD BOOK .

SITTING
SOMEWHERE
ON YOUR TOP SHELF .