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-
