I look above and see seven stars. I look above and see seven stars, Seven drops of tears are frozen on a poet's scar. Heaven and hell the old fools pursue, Hand in hand bloom the ultimate truth. I look above and see seven stars, Seven universes that are both near and far. Jamshyd's cup indeed unfolds the long - forgotten clues, Khwaju's ink is drenched with old hero's rue. I look above and see seven stars, Seven kisses left on firmament's epitaph. Kabir in white lotus was born anew, Flesh and bones vanished in one second or two. I look above and see seven stars, Seven journeys from Kabul to Bukhara. Omar's Rubaiyat was buried in roses' perfume. In north wind dance the songs of me and you. Hediyeh Eastanbul 23/10/2019