Darkest Light Poem by Mohsen Moqim Hanjani

Thee, Thy, Thou art
Is this what comes from the heart?
Tis, Wert, Takest fame
Where does it really take flame?

One`s mind strong, castle of entity.
One`s heart shallow, its cover chastity.
The castle`s guardian is one`s science
But the heart`s savior is one`s highness

The agent of thought, the right hand of mind
Is the gate to the world and the means to cry.
The knight of the heart and the hopes of light
Is living inside, believer in one might.

The faithful and the one, all for one convention
To abandon life and pray for salvation
But the lively ones in the darkest light
Prosper in life justly in last flight.

The poem, the poet, the one who works with all
Should not be concerned with all the festivals.
But rather be brave, be simple, be blunt
Be the leader in the path to the great hunt.