Happy Birthday


Happy Birthday, Pesaram.

Armaan will be turning two soon. Oh, how quickly time has passed. I want to say so much and yet I feel as though it would be insufficient. Being a Rumi lover all my life, I suddenly remembered one of his poems regarding his beloved son.  It encompasses all that I want to say...

I SWEAR MY DEAR SON 

I swear my dear son
no one in the entire world
is as precious as you are

look at that mirror
take a good look at yourself
who else is there above and beyond you

now give yourself a kiss
and with sweet whispers
fill your ears to the brim

watch for all that beauty
reflecting from you
and sing a love song to your existence

you can never overdo
praising your own soul
you can never over-pamper your heart

you are both
the father and the son
the sugar and the sugar cane

who else but you
please tell me who else
can ever take your place

now give yourself a smile
what is the worth of a diamond
if it doesn't shine

how can i ever put a price
on the diamond that you are
you are the entire treasure of the house

you and your shadow
are forever present in this world
you're that glorious bird of paradise


-- Ghazal 2148, from the Diwan-e Shams
Poetic translation by Nader Khalili
"Rumi, Fountain of Fire"





Eshgheh man...


3 comments:

shayan said...

salam khanume mohandes. tabrik migam saitetun besyar ziba bud.
Fadaye shoma
Shayan

Jennifer said...

Happy birthday Armaan. I know how you feel. My second will be turning 1 in June. Time really does go fast.

Bita said...

@ Shayan- mamnoonam ke in safeh ro visit kardi!

@ Jennifer- Thank you for stopping by! Happy early Birthday to your dear little one.

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