The settlements that lie beyond the stars Are the lost valleys of your tresses. What a place of varied scenes this world is— Here, weeping and wailing; there, wedding festivities. It is not just your raven locks that are like green-clad fairies; My own aspirations, too, are princesses. The bond between two hearts is a profound thing; These very constraints are, in truth, forms of freedom. Wherever a human being is truly valued— Those are the settlements that hold real worth. Do not lose your hearts too hastily, O gazers; These are all but the mischiefs conjured by the eye. What business have comforts with the poor? They are the princesses of high-born households. Wherever a beloved dwells, O Adam— There, the settlements teem with life. Abdul Hamid Adam
