a blaze in the orient sky, the Divine fulgurations !
Auramazdā reveals with the Sun :
the deep yellow eye of Atar's fire
boil within the curved horns of a Bezoar ibex...
dark and swirling turpid
is its light :
profulgent womb gravid
with the blistering rays of Asha
burgeons of aromatic flowers
pang in aryan sunrise
the fulvous botany swell with life :
petals of livid roses burn red
and the ambrosial whiffs of the Marjorams
spread repose in the zephyrous air
the foliage of the cypresses of Pārsa
beneath the burning porphyry
glisten
rows of gorgeous jasmine
frame the stoned waterways
harmoniously
around Jamshid's mausoleum
the stream wanders its pilgrimage
and the water lilies rest pale
and peaceful upon that stillness
unnumbered moons have shone its reflection
upon this hush surface azure :
the blue is simply beautiful
ponds, canals, rills and fountains
pomegranates, cherry
olives, figs and dates
here is
paradise on earth
here is salted the soul
in immemorial brine of harmony
i swell in this Achaemenid moonlight tonight !
here is testament
to the immortal beauty
of Pārsa
