Ah, Who Is It Clothed In Musical Attire... Poem by Mohammad Younus

Ah, who is it clothed in musical attire, ...
...tweeting from behind the bushes?

Who has come out in the morning to play...
...the sweet melodies in my courtyard?

What is it that makes it sing? ...
... Is it to make me dance like a whirling dervish?

My soul smiles in heavenly ecstasy taking out its head...
...from the window of its cage,

She claps her hands and her anklets jingle, and...
...dances with flute in her mouth,

O dear singer, what do you sing for? Who are you? ...
...and, Where is your home?

O lovely singer, I shall put at your feet my whole world...
...as the flower wreaths?

O pleasant singer, ...
...what more offerings you are asking for?
I would offer even my dear life at your anklets' jingling,

O fairy queen of my dreams!
Please come towards me, flying through the skylight,
May the day break when I see you playing at your flute...
...before my eyes.

Mykoul