We live our separations according to custom.
In our pockets, the seal of Sultan Süleyman,
On our backs, the eyes of David.
Saying, "The below is the same as the above,"
We sacrifice all our loves
To a single message.
When Jesus was crucified,
He cried out in the darkness
The cry of the surrender of love.
His disciples,
On the day of the solstice of separation,
Searching for the beloved,
God was once again addicted to solitude.
Because he was owed by Nimrod,
Abraham had brought forth spring from fire.
For his love of Zeliha,
Hagar cried out for Abraham.
"What kind of destruction is this?"
Your god fights with the love that fell into my womb,
And the desert is devastated.
In the redness of the last drop of blood that fell to the sand,
In the tears of Ishmael, who was born,
All lovers whose prayers are to be reunited
Have burned and turned to ashes in the fire of separation
In this world.
That is why,
Every lover who is afraid of fire
Makes his heart experience separations
Without falling into the fire.