Last Night

Last night your lost memory visited my heart

as spring visits the wilderness quietly,

as the breeze echoes the silence of her footfalls

in the desert,

as peace slowly, softly descends on one's sickness.

For the original language version (and a variant translation) please look here.http://oldpoetry.com/opoem/31884-Faiz-Ahmed-Faiz-Quatrain--With-English-Translation--wbr-