“I wish I were like the fall...I wish I were like the fall I wish I were like the fall, silent, with no desires at all My wishes' leaves would one by one turn sallow-gold My eyes' sun would grow cold The heaven of my breast would fill with pain And suddenly a storm of grief would seize my heart Like rain my tears would start And stain my dress Oh...how lovely then, if I were like the fall Feral and bitter, with colours seeping into one another, so beautiful - In Love with Sadness” LoveFallSadnessAutumnMelancholy Book:The Mirror of My Heart: A Thousand Years of Persian Poetry by Women Source: The Mirror of My Heart: A Thousand Years of Persian Poetry by Women