Mimosa Poem by Abdul Wahab

Do you keep continue to see the same moon
Are you in the same land where I left you
So long so far I have not heard of you since
then I do not listen to myself, too, still do you
react the same as you used to react with the soft
touch of the mild breeze and shudder with the whisper
and go like mimosa, do you still remain like a tendril
or became a banyan tree, do you drizzle the same simplicity
if I today meet with you do I have to meet with a hobgoblin?