This desolate desert deepens my nerves
Its symphony seduces me more than anything else.
It's the sandy sea that awakens me
When I accompany the mountainous mounds;
My very soul lies to these roots of the Sindh
My humblest submission has been to this very realm
It's been the only world that settles and unsettles me.
My conscious cries and smirks at the same time.
Sandy dunes drive to the peaceful depths
They arm my intellect and disarm my delusion.
It reinstalls the simplistic symbols in me
And safeguards my being in whatever winds of the time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem