Happy equinox! Spring is finally here. Time to think of what I want in this new season.

The Days of Spring
by: Hafez (c. 1325-1389)
translated by Gertrude Lowthian Bell



The days of Spring are here! the eglantine,
The rose, the tulip from the dust have risen--
And thou, why liest thou beneath the dust?
Like the full clouds of Spring, these eyes of mine
Shall scatter tears upon the grave thy prison,
Till thou from the earth thine head shalt thrust.