We haven’t met yet,
We were supposed to go to war together;
Yet, you went to battle alone, becoming my very adversary.
Still, we haven’t met yet,
Because I never went to war.
A black cat blocked my path,
Facing the movement of the parrots,
I have withdrawn my weapons.
The sissoo trees have welcomed me into their fold—
Whose shadows fall even in the sun, like a drizzling rain.
There is no wailing in the sound of the wind,
Only the eternal friendship of sunlight, breeze, and leaves.
I am now with the fish, we do not have to go to war…
Even then, we are marked for slaughter…
Since we haven’t met yet,
You haven’t been able to kill me.
To destroy me, you are building heavy missiles,
Warplanes, even nuclear bombs;
While I am weaving a net of sky-blue dreams.
If we ever meet, I will give you the messages of the birds,
I will take flight with you like wild geese,
I will build nests on new islands;
If we ever meet, I will give you love.
We haven’t met yet;
You are searching for me to kill,
And I am searching for you to love.
