as dawn breaks
everyone will raise a voice in their own way
the roar of forests in full gallop
the music of birds will make earth and sky resound
amidst a vast whiteness
while pitch-black solitude makes my heart tremble
beneath the sky’s blue garment
I will be thinking of you
as I ponder untouched mornings
amidst words written in no language
a green hand
a blue heart
one hand of mine is you
the other is me
your footprints cannot be contained anywhere
cast aside the shallow words that gnaw at our memory
awaken the mad love within your breast
do not be late for the tranquil harbor of our lives
life atop a flower is infinite
don the whispers of the ages
the time for waving from silent windows has passed
leave a poppy at my threshold
English Translation by Mesut Şenol