*Ecstasy of Fragrance*

Translated from Balochi by Mehlab Naseer

Here you’ve passed a day

with oceanic tidings

I’m siting.

This is the silent forest of solitude.

your fragrance that flows like a tide,

takes to state of ecstasy and intoxicates.

To set off for this reliance

I have even changed intention,

have put the journey at the head-end.

As if I lack the feet,

the heart accompanies me not

to set forth…

Now till the breath moves sit I,

just feel I the ecstasy of your fragrance.

The wind might blow here tomorrow,

own your scent,

drive me away from this street.

I set off to where?

Where to…? That shattered is the body of my dejection.

It’s been long since the windows and the doors have been shut to me

I am a wandering wanderer,

just living in your name.

Now I feel that your fragrance’s

ecstatic bits should I collect

put them in a container,

tie them to the branches of this tree

scatter myself like a drawing.

Peacefully

lay in the ecstatic shadow

just never to wake up from this sleep!