Rid the heart of darkness
Poem By Mohammad Taqi Bahar
Spring now, flowers are coming, there's happiness in the green vine,
Blossoms are blooming - all except mine.
Free spirit, don't lose heart, on New Year's Day *,
I heard from the lips of a lily today:
Do not sing the seven illusions this New Year's Eve **, I beg thee:
Complaint, curse, corruption, cacophony, clumsiness, chaos and cruelty.
The seven symbols make: of serene "sabzeh", of scented "sonbol" and sweet "seeb";
Of "senjed", "samanu", "seer" and "somaq".
Send the seven symbols to the table of a lover.
Toss the seven illusions toward the door of an ill-wisher.
It's New Year's Eve - rid the heart of darkness.
Eventually this shadow-night will turn to brightness.
Carry out the New Year traditions and, God willing,
Bring back that feeling of excellent beginnings !