I have found you

I feel I am with myself

Much ahead of the caravan

Not lonely, but alone

Walking the paths

Towards nothingness

On these empty roads

There are footprints 

Whose are those? 

Perhaps yours

I feel that

  I have found you

But now, I shall confess

O you, the cedar of Lebanon 

You have outgrown sufferings

Look! What you seek  is seeking you

The moon, the stars

The sky, the sun

They are ours now

Come, lets dwell there

Now and forever 

Rakhshinda Shakir