Last night, I asked the tailor of love,
“How did you engrave love into my heart?”
He looked at me smiled,
It was simple, he said “I sent a thread from each lover into your existence.”
Some beautiful, joyful tears flowed down my cheeks,
for such a role I have from the domain of love.
My face rejoiced and my heart was freed,
by the mystery and the composition of such love.
O lovers
I have said in my heart over and over,
your love will all be riding the clouds.
Rabe'a Nourbakhsh
