Where is the Home of the Wind
Mahsa Vahdat, Forough Farrokhzad
In the heart of darkness
I called for you
Silence was all around
and the breeze caressed the curtain
In the mournful sky
a star was burning
a star was leaving
a star was dying
I called for you
I called for you
The blue glance of the moon touched the window
a maudlin song
rose like smoke
from the lamenting city
and slid on the windows .
all the night
inside my chest
somebody was panting in despair
somebody was rising
Somebody desired you
The air collapsed
my little tree
was in love with the wind
with the restless, wondering wind
where is the home of the wind?
where is the home of the wind?
