I was searching yesterday, 
From my study to everywhere
Without any satisfaction; 
I became morose finding nowhere.
My head was reeling for I got tired of searching you madly; 
Suddenly my Muse said, ' oh my child! Look beyond the sky, just a minute rest your heart; 
My mind's eye looked upward; 
I got enchanted; the night was as dark as my beloved's eyes! 
I found my inner heart beyond the darkend sky, my heart lifted in boundless joy! 
What I have got, I will never told anyone, except my Muse!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem