Dr. Heshmat Alai Poem by Amir Khosro Alai

For every birth there will be a death,
It is just a matter of time and faith,

For Dr. Heshmat who has lived a glorious life on Earth,
The gates of heaven are wide open, waiting an eternal birth,

Little time I had seen him, but learnt of his fame,
Many people in Iran know him or heard his name,

When I was a child, he gave us a horse we named Massud,
That beauty, a black Arab, became the love of my childhood,

We brought him home and treated him as a member,
We were so happy together and I still remember,

I am so grateful to Heshmat giving me that joy,
Though rode many horses, had none as a boy,

Now that I am old and think of life back,
I see there are two sides to every hack,

If a side is happiness, the other is sorrow,
If one makes you grin, frown will also follow,

If a day you shiver because you are cold,
The next you sweat as warmth is hold,

One day you rise up and one day you fall,
Once you are demoted, once you stand tall,

Be happy for Heshmat he is well placed,
The angels love him and his sole is glazed,

We are definitely sad for he is gone,
Yet, many up there are happy to see him come.